The Door
I walked up to the door, just to look at, nothing more
I was so curious, but nothing more
Mmmm
The door was shut tight, not even a keyhole in sight
There was no way through it, nothing to do about it
I want to break down, down that pretty old door
I want to make it crumble, and fall to the floor
I want freedom from my heart
I want to break down, I want to break down
Crumble and fall, fall to the ground
I want freedom from my heart
I ran away from that door
And ran faster and faster, and then ran some more
I was tired, better than expired
I want to break down, down that pretty old door
I want to make it crumble, and fall to the floor
I want freedom from my heart
I want to break down, I want to break down
Crumble and fall, fall to the ground
I want freedom from my heart
Woa woa woa woa woa woa
You there there that's listening, come hear what I say
If you ever come across that door, run away
It will kill you
It will thrill you
I want to break down, I want to break down
Crumble and fall, fall to the ground
I want freedom
I want to break down down that pretty old door
I want to make it crumble, and fall to the floor
I want freedom from my heart
I want to break down, I want to break down
Crumble and fall, fall to the ground
I want freedom from my heart
Woa
I was so curious, but nothing more
Mmmm
The door was shut tight, not even a keyhole in sight
There was no way through it, nothing to do about it
I want to break down, down that pretty old door
I want to make it crumble, and fall to the floor
I want freedom from my heart
I want to break down, I want to break down
Crumble and fall, fall to the ground
I want freedom from my heart
I ran away from that door
And ran faster and faster, and then ran some more
I was tired, better than expired
I want to break down, down that pretty old door
I want to make it crumble, and fall to the floor
I want freedom from my heart
I want to break down, I want to break down
Crumble and fall, fall to the ground
I want freedom from my heart
Woa woa woa woa woa woa
You there there that's listening, come hear what I say
If you ever come across that door, run away
It will kill you
It will thrill you
I want to break down, I want to break down
Crumble and fall, fall to the ground
I want freedom
I want to break down down that pretty old door
I want to make it crumble, and fall to the floor
I want freedom from my heart
I want to break down, I want to break down
Crumble and fall, fall to the ground
I want freedom from my heart
Woa
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Writer(s): Megan Glover
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