Listener - Behind These Doors lyrics

Behind these doors
The things that are valued
As the norm would cause
The most open minds to close
The locks that hold these patrons inside
Would make most bank vaults jealous
And look old
And once it shuts and your world goes black
Even when your eyes are wide open
They're closed

Sealed from truth and the ability
To find the bottom of it i'm
Not gonna lie and say i haven't been inside
But miraculously my soul hasn't
Rotted from it i personally am attracted to
The bright colorless
Being that is it's pull singing songs to my
Ears like sirens pulling wool over the
Parts that I need to see
I know the heat, the pain


I can feel it inside me
But, it's sharpness makes me numb
And my memory releases
The immediate danger status I tag
So lovingly to the knob
The door pushes open so easily
I note how well greased it's hinges are
The smooth sanded finish not repelling
But inviting me
Saying my name and appealing to my selfish
Inner greed as my fingers go
Running across the plain like a kid
In a candy store or
A bull in a china cabinet
To be more accurate to the
Situation's name as I explore
I notice the deep impressions curved
By a skilled craftsman
Pointing it's bony finger in
My direction but finally
Just as quietly as it runs vertically
Across my lips oh so silently
It shows me how to always answer with
A smile and a "Yes Sir"
That's the mesmerizing effect it
Has as I memorize
The bold faced letter "S" word
Behind these doors
The things that are valued
As the norm would cause the
Most open minds to close
The locks that hold these patrons inside
Would make most bank vaults
Jealous and look old
And once it shuts and your world goes black
Even when your eyes are wide open
They're closed

My eyes go to tearing up, but really
They're just irritated, and not
Because my emotions can't handle
All the situations my body puts them in
Faded memories, which just last week
I vowed to
Never forget haunt me daunting and
Floating near my head
Whispering how much I'll
Regret not remembering
The open doors that I've lead myself
To believe that I open
Slam shut in my face and I walk
Away red eyed and cry hoping
I know it's the "I" that keeps me here
The lust of the eyes and the pride
Of looking at life through a mirror
And not acknowledging fear as a
Real emotion to be respected
I minimize, I ostracize
And I try and do it all for me
I point to the sky with one
Finger all the while consciously
Knowing I have three fingers pointing
Right back at me
Behind these doors I know I'll get
All the recognition I need
To feed my chubby ego and mind
But, it's the lies I'm blind to
And I find myself always
Rubbing my eyes and still I
Focus hovering at the ominous
Slender, sans serif letter "I"

Behind these doors
The things that are valued
As the norm would cause the
Most open minds to close
The locks that hold these patrons inside
Would make most bank vaults
Jealous and look old
And once it shuts and your world goes black
Even when your eyes are wide open
They're closed

Towards the end, I can see it now
And I smile sheepishly but
Knowing I'm exhausted
I sit near the entrance warning
The weak and curious displaying my scars and
Downplaying my accomplishments
This type of canter no
Longer hurts my feelings
For I've been behind all the
Doors I care to open
I've been promised it all and
Given gold plated sand
I sit with knives in my back
Looking at the smiles of those who hold them
Sometimes I beat myself's brain for ever
Listening to what's behind the door
I was so interested, couldn't be stopped
And it just wouldn't be ignored
But now I pay expenses
My poor frame can never afford
In this lifetime or another
I guess the joke and the blame's
On me as I scowl wishing I had real friends
It's my own fault though
I saw the "S" worshipped the "I" and
Now it's time for my "eNd"

Behind these doors
The things that are valued
As the norm would cause the
Most open minds to close
The locks that hold these patrons inside
Would make most bank vaults
Jealous and look old
And once it shuts and your world goes black
Even when your eyes are wide open
They're closed