Brain Cycles

1 Been really sweet with my baby I gave good times Well I've been broken Going to bring her back Back to my knees Knees to my feet Feet to my toes Well I'm a soldier of grief Now you pull me down You know I need her there You broke me down You know I

Don't open my door To the outside world Don't open my door The cold outside world I'm movin to a place A place where no one knows my name I miss you little girl I hope you miss me just the same Just the same Don't open my door To your outside world D