Behind Closed Doors Lyrics - Stories - Rains

Forward, forward, back, back, back 

I've fallen and I can't get up and I'm slipping through the cracks 

I'm in a crisis and I can't afford the prices 

No means to feed my family, never mind the nices 

No escape, no pleasure 

I really can't seem to get my shit together 

Can't protect my children from the weather 

Me and my baby skin grows the toughest leather 

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Where do they go? 

When it rains 

Where do they go? 

When it snows 

Where do they go? 

When the cold winds blow 

Where do they go? 

When we are warm behind closed doors 

The children cry themselves to sleep 

Another night with no food to eat 

Tear soaked pillow is a step of concrete 

It's enough to drive me to rob steal kill or cheat 

You may ask how can you live this rigid life 

No means to feed or house your babies and your wife 

As I will, I sunk to depths you can't fathom 

My lifes a blunder, it's no wonder why you can't imagine 

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REGGAE BREAKDOWN 

Dem a go back down, dem a go way out 

Back to this real world we live in 

Dem a too far down, dem a too far out 

For the real concern we're givin' 

Dem all rob and steal, shoot up and kill 

Is the common misconception 

We all justify, we all ease our minds 

With these deceptions 

Now if life was a thing that money coulda buy 

Then the rich man would make war and the poor man would fight 

The rich mother would pity while the poor mother would cry 

While the rich make excuses and the poor people die 

Type a thing make I wanna go run and hide 

Back to me condo over off of Rodeo Dr. 

Grab a beer, try to remember a verse from the Bible 

Put on me Tivo and see who's off American Idol 

--CHORUS X2--