Nobigdyl - Doors

I might be going through it
That door I might be going through it
I might be going through it
That door I might be going through it
I might be going through it
That door I might be going through it

I'm the man, got a plan
Tell a boy "be a man"
Spin the bottle like a ceiling fan
Objectify no matter where it land
Take that body by the hand
Living in a closet
Never put a face in a locket
Only give her space like a rocket
Locker room talk
Sound like when the last balloon pop
Evidence of happiness gone
But it still stay alive in their thoughts
You learned that the pride that you gain
Weigh less than the smile that she lost
And you begin hiding your face
When you start recognizing your faults
You are lost
Screw a man, take my hand, got a plan
Pop a Xan, pop a Xan, pop a Xan, pop a Xan
Feeling high like Peter Pan, Neverland
Wendy, never let 'em see
It when you're low, You're empty
Don't you let anybody know tread lightly
Keep putting on a pretty show on IG
You just put the rose and
The gold with the Nikes
Neck ain't the only thing
Froze in your psyche
Just wanna know if anybody know
(Heard she killed himself)
Just wanna know if anybody know
(Just tryna get to this money
You know what I'm saying?)

They say one door closes another one opens
Which one lead to where the hope is
I might choose the wrong one
I might choose the wrong one
This life left me bleeding
And I'm free to leave it
I might choose the wrong one
I might choose the wrong one

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