Behind Closed Doors Lyrics - Misfits, Strangers, Liars, Friends - Project Wyze

Welcome to my wonderful world of pain and agony 

Let me introduce myself, my name is Tragedy 

The kind that sneaks into your bedroom, late at night 

The kind that makes an airplane crash, while it's in flight 

I'm the type of stress that'll make your heart skip a beat 

The type that left you hungry and homeless on the street 

The kind that makes you spin like CD Rom 

I took the life from your body till your spirit is gone 

I'm the type that turns your fantasies to bad dreams 

I'm the type to turn ideas into deadly schemes 

I'm the kind that caused you pain, until you blacked out 

I'm the last thing you saw before you passed out 

Bang, bang, now tell me what you need 

Tell me how you feel, when I take away your dreams 

Bang, bang, now what you looking for? 

I'm that one standing behind closed doors 

Bang, bang 

Now [unverified] 

I'm that monster that hides under your bed 

I'm the type that causes voices inside of your head 

I'm the kind of storm that left your crew seasick 

I'm the kind that made your girlfriend bulimic 

I'm the type that makes you cross enemy lines 

The type to bring weapons to the kids of Israel and Palestine 

The type to bring your Ouija board to life 

The kind of panic that happens during a bank heist 

I'm the type of tragedy that you can't hide from 

I'm the type of pain and torture you could die from 

The kind of stranger that peaks over your fence 

Last thing you saw before I took your innocence 

Bang, bang, now tell me what you need 

Tell me how you feel, when I take away your dreams 

Bang, bang, now what you looking for? 

I'm that one standing behind closed doors 

Bang, bang 

Now [unverified] 

Bang, bang, now tell me what you need 

Tell me how you feel, when I take away your dreams 

Bang, bang, now what you looking for? 

I'm that one standing behind closed doors 

Bang, bang 

Now [unverified]