Doors Closed
Embracing Identity Amid Closed Doors
Lyrics
We are we are, precarious with ourselves
We are in a delicate and uncertain state within ourselves.
To be noncommittal with the fear of missing out
We hesitate to commit, driven by the fear of missing out.
There could be more, there could be less
Possibilities exist, and outcomes may vary.
So just start doing shit
Encouragement to take action without overthinking.
What will help us leave our inner grief behind
Searching for ways to overcome inner sorrow.
Cause we all just pretend to believe
We often feign belief, pretending rather than truly accepting.
We are erratic we are voiceless
Expressing instability and a lack of influence.
Closed doors are all that we've got
Our only option is to keep certain aspects private.
Identity is what we need (tonight)
Stressing the importance of establishing identity.
Cause we all just pretend to fit in
Highlighting the tendency to conform and pretend to fit in.
We are hated, and we are pointless
Feeling disliked and purposeless.
But we open the door once again
Despite challenges, choosing to open up again.
There's no commitment in your fucking mind
Noticing a lack of commitment in someone's thoughts.
Why so suspicious and not one of a kind
Questioning suspicion and a lack of uniqueness.
There's so much anger in my head
Expressing inner turmoil and frustration.
This trophy haunting makes me sad
A metaphorical trophy reminding of haunting memories.
Break the barriers of ourselves, forget your good intentions
Encouragement to overcome personal barriers, disregarding intentions.
What will help us leave our inner grief behind
Seeking solutions to overcome inner sorrow (repeated theme).
Cause we all just pretend to believe
Reiterating the tendency to pretend to believe.
We are erratic we are voiceless
Emphasizing the lack of stability and a voice.
And closed doors are all that we've got
Underlining the limited options represented by closed doors.
Identity is what we need (tonight)
Reaffirming the need for identity.
Cause we all just pretend to fit in
Repeating the theme of pretending to fit in.
We are hated, and we are pointless
Feeling disliked and purposeless (repeated theme).
But we open the door once again
Choosing to open up again despite challenges (repeated theme).
You take the best part of my life and tear it up in front of my eyes
Expressing pain and betrayal as a significant part of life is torn apart.
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