Stupid games you play with yourself
Hang the rules, write something new
Pick the chains up off the floor
Unlock the door
Body prevails
All reason
That we graze in
An exit
If you want to see a grown man cry
Trap him in a cage
That he made with his own two hands
Give him the key
Strap him down with those self-same bands
If you want to watch a grown man weep
Take the baggage that he keeps
Locked up behind that door
Force it out into the light
Watch the man fight
Oh how he’ll fight
If you want to see a grown man cry
Made with his own two hands
Strap him down tight so he can not move Self same bands
Go get the key go bеhind that door
Watch as he fights to keep it close
The kеy to this world is to let it all go so unlock the door
If you want to see a grown man cry
Trap him in a cage
That he made with his own two hands
Give him the key
Strap him down with those self-same bands
If you want to watch a grown man weep
Take the baggage that he keeps
Locked up behind that door
Force it out into the light
Watch the man fight
If you want to see the man prevail
Life life, let go, set sail
And be all he can be
Get out from behind that door
Show him there’s more
Unlock the door
The Door was written by Joey Frevola.
The Door was produced by Shelby Logan Warne.