I need some time to know what I'm feeling
I need some time to know why I'm reeling
And I need some time to go over this evening
To make it all out, to make it all out
Finding my fix up in the sky
Walking away now from that life
Hoping to make it away clean but there's a shadow in that dark doorway ahead
Everyone's lying around in this filthy hole
This apartment looks and smells of death's door and help won't arrive for these poor souls
To help them make it out
She arrives at the party all smiles and sways
Spots me and comes but I move away
She's working to get her fix commission
Got to sell her smack
Some are dead and some are dying
Some can't find anything in life inspiring
Days come and go and in a daze they flow
Trying to make it out
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Greg "Grey" Perkins - The Dark Doorway Lyrics
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I need some time to know what I'm feeling
I need some time to know why I'm reeling
And I need some time to go over this evening
To make it all out, to make it all out
Finding my fix up in the sky
Walking away now from that life
Hoping to make it away clean but there's a shadow in that dark doorway ahead
Everyone's lying around in this filthy hole
This apartment looks and smells of death's door and help won't arrive for these poor souls
To help them make it out
She arrives at the party all smiles and sways
Spots me and comes but I move away
She's working to get her fix commission
Got to sell her smack
Some are dead and some are dying
Some can't find anything in life inspiring
Days come and go and in a daze they flow
Trying to make it out
I need some time to know why I'm reeling
And I need some time to go over this evening
To make it all out, to make it all out
Finding my fix up in the sky
Walking away now from that life
Hoping to make it away clean but there's a shadow in that dark doorway ahead
Everyone's lying around in this filthy hole
This apartment looks and smells of death's door and help won't arrive for these poor souls
To help them make it out
She arrives at the party all smiles and sways
Spots me and comes but I move away
She's working to get her fix commission
Got to sell her smack
Some are dead and some are dying
Some can't find anything in life inspiring
Days come and go and in a daze they flow
Trying to make it out
Writer: Gregory Perkins
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