Who’s At the Door?
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
Moved on
Moved on
Yeah, yeah
(Who's at the door?)
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
(Who's at the door?)
Catch me in the back
24/7 fidget
Spinning out
Sex wrap it up
But no feelings
Words slippin'
Don't have a fuck now
To give it
Wait a minute
Lets pivot
All I do is fuck
Endlessly
Found love then
Lost it
Cause I had
No intentions
Of wrapping a ring
Around you
(You, you, you)
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
M-m-moved on
(Who's at the door?)
Tryna get clean
Cuz
Everyone left the city
Guess it ain't fun
To be wasted
Individually
Flashback on my mind
Of a different time
When the collective was
An empire
Now it's a
Archive
We were the
Kings of the lot
Had the spots on call
Now there's not a soul left to be found
Got my wires on the floor
Mic'd up to the DAW
Spitting shit cause I'm feelin' raw but
Someone's at the door like
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Who's at the door?
Like mm
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Catch me in the front seat
Pocket full of sprinkles
Crawling up my nose then
Running down in trickles
Fucked in a motel
Out in Calabassas
She was
Louder than porn
I couldn't stand it
Uh, I couldn't stand it
Gakked out in San Diego
Panic attacks
Eyes glued to the pillow
Everything seems kinda
Topsy turvy
Drifting asleep
But woken to the sound of
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Who's at the door?
Like mm
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
(Sha, sha, sha la la)
Who's at the door?
Like mm
(Sha, sha, sha la la)
Who's at the door?
Like mm
(Sha la la)
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Who's at the door?
Like mm
We were the ones
You ruled it all
Knock me back
To reality
Tell me what the fuck is
Going thru my skull
We were the ones
You ruled it all
(Play dead, and I say nothing)
We were the ones
You ruled it all
Knock me back
To reality
Tell me what the fuck is
Going thru my skull
Who's at the door?
Who's at the door?
Knock me back
To reality
Tell me what the fuck is
Going thru my skull
Think its time
That you moved on
Moved on
Moved on
Yeah, yeah
(Who's at the door?)
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
(Who's at the door?)
Catch me in the back
24/7 fidget
Spinning out
Sex wrap it up
But no feelings
Words slippin'
Don't have a fuck now
To give it
Wait a minute
Lets pivot
All I do is fuck
Endlessly
Found love then
Lost it
Cause I had
No intentions
Of wrapping a ring
Around you
(You, you, you)
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
M-m-moved on
(Who's at the door?)
Tryna get clean
Cuz
Everyone left the city
Guess it ain't fun
To be wasted
Individually
Flashback on my mind
Of a different time
When the collective was
An empire
Now it's a
Archive
We were the
Kings of the lot
Had the spots on call
Now there's not a soul left to be found
Got my wires on the floor
Mic'd up to the DAW
Spitting shit cause I'm feelin' raw but
Someone's at the door like
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Who's at the door?
Like mm
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Catch me in the front seat
Pocket full of sprinkles
Crawling up my nose then
Running down in trickles
Fucked in a motel
Out in Calabassas
She was
Louder than porn
I couldn't stand it
Uh, I couldn't stand it
Gakked out in San Diego
Panic attacks
Eyes glued to the pillow
Everything seems kinda
Topsy turvy
Drifting asleep
But woken to the sound of
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Who's at the door?
Like mm
I think its time
Think its time
That you moved on
(Sha, sha, sha la la)
Who's at the door?
Like mm
(Sha, sha, sha la la)
Who's at the door?
Like mm
(Sha la la)
Who's at the door?
Like mm
Who's at the door?
Like mm
We were the ones
You ruled it all
Knock me back
To reality
Tell me what the fuck is
Going thru my skull
We were the ones
You ruled it all
(Play dead, and I say nothing)
We were the ones
You ruled it all
Knock me back
To reality
Tell me what the fuck is
Going thru my skull
Who's at the door?
Who's at the door?
Knock me back
To reality
Tell me what the fuck is
Going thru my skull
Credits
Writer(s): Rohan Kapur
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