Off The Hinge

Will you fight within an inch

'Cause between the millimeters there is the hinge

Of the door you know that you

Were inconveniently born to walk through

Your back's against the sturdy frame

Cursive carved into the door spells out your name

But the knob is stuck

You're out of luck

Slowly sliding down to the floor

Pick yourself back up

A slow headbutt

Not getting much

But the sting across your brow starts to burn you up

Your shoulder hits

Then you use your fists

You hear the hinge rattle

And you start to kick

You start to kick

And you scream at it

Let me in

Let me in

Let me in

Let me in

Let me in

Let me in

Will you fight within an inch

Between the millimeters there is the hinge