At the Door - The Strokes

I can't escape it

I'm never gonna make it out of this in time

I guess that's just fine

I'm not there quite yet

My thoughts, such a mess

Like a little boy

What you runnin' for?

Arrive at the door

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Anyone home?

Have I lost it all?

Struck me like a chord

I'm an ugly boy

Holding out the night

Lonely after light

You begged me not to go

Sinkin' like a stone

Use me like an oar

And get yourself to shore

A bang at the door

Anyone home?

That's just what they do

Right in front of you

Like a cannonball

Slamming through your wall

In their face, I saw

What they're fightin' for

I can't escape it

I'm never gonna make it to the end, I guess

Struck me like a chord

I'm an ugly boy

Holdin' out the night

Lonely after light

Bangin' on the door

I don't wanna know

Sinking like a stone

So use me like an oar

Hard to fight what I can't see

Not tryna build no dynasty

I can't see beyond this wall

But we lost this game

So many times before

I been on a cold road

I'll be waiting, yeah

I'll be waiting from the other side

Waiting for the tide to rise

I been on a cold road

I'll be waiting, yeah

I'll be waiting from the other side

Waiting for the tide to rise