Doorkeeper, won't you let me in?
Daysleeper, slither into my skin
Living room white for as long I can remember
Take off my face, lost in headspace
Survive to see past December
Left my country just to stare at the sky
Babe, you can't see past the smoke in your eyes
I must confess, I'm too obsessed with what you think of me
Stepping on eggs, I cry and I beg
"Please, why won't you let me be?"
I am disappearing deep into myself
Tell me your bird's eye theories
Help me recontextualize this hell driving a casket
Carrying hazmats wearing thin masks
Coming to scratch an itch at the picket line lining my brain
I call in a rainy day and let the scabs bandage the pain
But a band-aid ain't a solution
Solute the failed resolve of my fading constitution
And I don't know how it stops
And I think I forgot to address my arrogance
My chance to shoot a glance
And now I'm regressing
Growth ain't a blessing
What was the work for if I'm still--?
Workin' day in, day out
Shut down suicidal shouts of homicide of genocide
Citing an ancient source, conserve your culture wars
Paint blood on frames of doors
The soldier you're searching for
Is an ordinary guy on an ordinary street
The image of a god so fragile and weak
Living in the lens of tired archetypes
He'll single me out under the spotlight
Say, "make a myth out of a man before you take his life"
Are you not supposed to be a paragon above society?
You couldn't have failed so bad to find a smile in your name
Shadows of undead and the anchorman says
We can carry all of your shame
'Cause you never got all your insatiable promises fulfilled
One final call to confirm you won't be missed, and you never will
What's to be done?
Go grab your gun and post threats no one will heed
No attention towards the question:
What is it that you truly need?
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Doorkeeper, won't you let me in?
Daysleeper, slither into my skin
Living room white for as long I can remember
Take off my face, lost in headspace
Survive to see past December
Left my country just to stare at the sky
Babe, you can't see past the smoke in your eyes
I must confess, I'm too obsessed with what you think of me
Stepping on eggs, I cry and I beg
"Please, why won't you let me be?"
I am disappearing deep into myself
Tell me your bird's eye theories
Help me recontextualize this hell driving a casket
Carrying hazmats wearing thin masks
Coming to scratch an itch at the picket line lining my brain
I call in a rainy day and let the scabs bandage the pain
But a band-aid ain't a solution
Solute the failed resolve of my fading constitution
And I don't know how it stops
And I think I forgot to address my arrogance
My chance to shoot a glance
And now I'm regressing
Growth ain't a blessing
What was the work for if I'm still--?
Workin' day in, day out
Shut down suicidal shouts of homicide of genocide
Citing an ancient source, conserve your culture wars
Paint blood on frames of doors
The soldier you're searching for
Is an ordinary guy on an ordinary street
The image of a god so fragile and weak
Living in the lens of tired archetypes
He'll single me out under the spotlight
Say, "make a myth out of a man before you take his life"
Are you not supposed to be a paragon above society?
You couldn't have failed so bad to find a smile in your name
Shadows of undead and the anchorman says
We can carry all of your shame
'Cause you never got all your insatiable promises fulfilled
One final call to confirm you won't be missed, and you never will
What's to be done?
Go grab your gun and post threats no one will heed
No attention towards the question:
What is it that you truly need?
Daysleeper, slither into my skin
Living room white for as long I can remember
Take off my face, lost in headspace
Survive to see past December
Left my country just to stare at the sky
Babe, you can't see past the smoke in your eyes
I must confess, I'm too obsessed with what you think of me
Stepping on eggs, I cry and I beg
"Please, why won't you let me be?"
I am disappearing deep into myself
Tell me your bird's eye theories
Help me recontextualize this hell driving a casket
Carrying hazmats wearing thin masks
Coming to scratch an itch at the picket line lining my brain
I call in a rainy day and let the scabs bandage the pain
But a band-aid ain't a solution
Solute the failed resolve of my fading constitution
And I don't know how it stops
And I think I forgot to address my arrogance
My chance to shoot a glance
And now I'm regressing
Growth ain't a blessing
What was the work for if I'm still--?
Workin' day in, day out
Shut down suicidal shouts of homicide of genocide
Citing an ancient source, conserve your culture wars
Paint blood on frames of doors
The soldier you're searching for
Is an ordinary guy on an ordinary street
The image of a god so fragile and weak
Living in the lens of tired archetypes
He'll single me out under the spotlight
Say, "make a myth out of a man before you take his life"
Are you not supposed to be a paragon above society?
You couldn't have failed so bad to find a smile in your name
Shadows of undead and the anchorman says
We can carry all of your shame
'Cause you never got all your insatiable promises fulfilled
One final call to confirm you won't be missed, and you never will
What's to be done?
Go grab your gun and post threats no one will heed
No attention towards the question:
What is it that you truly need?
Writer: Jasmine McGarigle
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid