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Behind Closed DoorsWelcome to my wonderful world of pain and agonyLet me introduce myself my name is tragedy The kind that sneaks into your bedroom late at night The kind that makes an airplane crash while it抯 in flight I抦 the type of stress that抣l make your heart skip a beat The type that left you hungry and homeless on the street The kind that makes you spin like CD ROM I took the life from your body 憈ill your spirit is gone I抦 the type that turns your fantasies to bad dreams I抦 the type to turn ideas into deadly schemes I抦 the kind that caused you pain until you blacked out I抦 the last thing you saw before you passed out [Chorus] Bang, bang Now Tell me what you need Tell me how you feel when I take away your dreams Bang, bang Now What you looking for I抦 that one standing behind closed doors Bang, bang Now?br> I抦 that monster that hides under your bed I抦 the type that causes voices inside of your head I抦 the kind of storm that left your crew seasick I抦 the kind that made your girlfriend bulimic I抦 the type that makes you cross enemy lines The type to bring weapons to the kids of Israel and Palestine The type to bring your Ouija board to life The kind of panic that happens during a bank heist I抦 the type of tragedy that you can抰 hide from I抦 the type of pain and torture you could die from The kind of stranger that peaks over your fence Last thing you saw before I took your innocence [Chorus (2X)] |