Lyrics Behind the Door - Suffocate for Fuck Sake

Behind the Door

Behind the door, another broken door
There‘s someone inside
As I bend my knee
I give my life to thee
Opressor, enabler
Fuel to the fire
A collector of grinded teeth
Sovereign of tears
When I get out there, I remember that there was a well-dressed person that I
had never seen before, there wre aslo two bigger guys.
One sat in my armchair
and two sat in my sofa.
It was almost lik in a movie.
It was so damn
uncomfortable and I was so scared and they looked at me and saw that I was
really scared.
They had guns and it was something completely new to me,
I had never come in contact with guns before and that type of people.
So I had a panic attack and started to cry, I was completely broke and they
told me «you have two weeks, otherwise something very bad will happen»
After they had left the only thing I felt was, god I am glad my friends haven‘t
arrive yet, they will come soon and I will not have to feel this way.
When they do I can go into my little bubble again, and they came shortly
afterwards and then it was just a matter of wearing a mask and «hello guys,
i’m so glad you came» we sat down and did our thing, and I didn‘t tell them of
course
When they left, I lay down and thought to myslef that I have to solve this now,
what am I doing.
Everything about this mess of loans… the gang behind it… it
was the most uncontrollable thing that had ever happened in my whole life
Is there a way out?
Sun sets, skies are black
Would things be different
If I could try again?
Pretend and seal the mask
I managed in different ways to scrape together this money so that I could pay
them off.
Even when I was about to hand over the money, I thought «I never want
to end up in this situation again I have never been so scared in my whole life.
Now I have to figure this out, it has to end "
Despite that, I started playing again a couple of months later.
Apparently
there is always a new bottom… you think you have reached your bottom but there
is always a new bottom.
Now that I look back on it, and feel that fear when I
was in the bathroom and I hear that someone is in my apartment… and everything
with the guns… that after only a few months I thought to myself,
I probably just had some bad luck