I am my own door
You may not come in
I've opened it before
You chose to break in
I speak in metaphors
'Cause I'm misunderstood
If you won't see the bad
I can't show you the good
Some things are best left alone
There's parts of me that I want unknown
This mystery that I call my home
Holds the pages I will never unfold
I am my own wall
Not meant to be climbed
The stones were built to fall
When my time arrives
I speak in foreign tongues
To scramble who I am
The more you know of me
The less you'll understand
Some things are best left alone
There's parts of me that I want unknown
This mystery that I call my home
Holds the pages I will never unfold