Brandon Rogers
Yellow Door
[Verse 1]
Oh shit, I made a mistake
I done snorted those pills and now I feel awake
I just wanted to be cool like the guys at school
Now I'm rollin' on the floor, acting like a fool

[Verse 2]
Well, fuck you and eat my ass
I graduated Harvard at the top of my class
I gotta think quick, here's arithmetic
I gotta keep these bitches from suckin' my dick

[Pre-Chorus]
Parents coming down the hall
They hear me do my mating call
I feel like I'm two feet tall
I think I am paranoid
Something here is happening
Prescription chills are not my thing
I really should be studying
An enemy of the celluloid

[Verse 3]
Maybe I should sit 'cause I'm starting to get sick
Maybe I should have thought twice before I smoked that brick
Got my arm real snug and it's rubbin' my band
Now I'm off down the rabbit hole, but not to Wonderland

[Bridge]
There's a ring in hell that's reserved for me
In that ring, there's a home that's waiting for me
And in that home, there's your Mom; she's waiting for me
She's scorching and burning and waiting for me

[Chorus]
I just wanted to be cool
I wanted your body right next to me
Now I'm riding the white horse
I don't need any company
I'm [?]
Standing in middle of the yellow door
I'm [?]
Standing in middle of the yellow door
[Verse 5]
Shit, I made another mistake
Popping pills and the booze, now I'm buzzed and baked
You probably think I'm a nasty mess
'Cause I couldn't fucking pass a blood and pee-pee test

[Verse 6]
Well, fuck you and suck on my balls
I'm packin' AK-47s in these overalls
I gotta let you know that there's some good dick here
But you sucked the barrel of my .45, even better

[Pre-Chorus]
Parents coming down the hall
They hear me do my mating call
I feel like I'm two feet tall
I think I am paranoid
Something here is happening
Prescription chills are not my thing
I really should be studying
An enemy of the celluloid

Parents coming down the hall
They hear me do my mating call
I feel like I'm two feet tall
I think I am paranoid
Something here is happening
Prescription chills are not my thing
I really should be studying
An enemy of the celluloid
[Chorus]
I just wanted to be cool
I wanted your body right next to me
Now I'm riding the white horse
I don't need any company
I'm [?]
Standing in middle of the yellow door
I'm [?]
Standing in middle of the yellow door