Lyrics
Look out son, thats how there gonna get you
You walk right in and say you got a future, but no.. it ends the same
They sit you down with a pen and a paper and tell you things like you'll never do better than them
Its all the same
Somewhere in a room there's a man in pain, 50 years old and going insane
From a woman half his each with a great idea
Mark my words and i'll sing for you
There's a future for you, a past behind you
There's an Open Door
I see the red clouds falling
I see the blue skies calling
There's an Open Door
You try so hard to make yourself better, then they shoot you down cause it makes them feel better, you know, its all a game
They don't look you in the eyes in times of sadness, they hide away like cowardly bastards, you know its all a game
Look outside there's a world out there, waiting for you to get off your chair
Give two fingers up to the great regime
You're better off dead that in the machine
There's a future for you, a past behind you
There's an Open Door
I see the red clouds falling
I see the blue skies calling
There's an Open Door
