I've Been Here Before

Lights went out.

Phone stopped ringing.

Door slammed shut.

And everybody looked at me

Like I should be scared. (nah)

I've been here before.

I know this room,

I remember these walls,

That little dead silence right before it all falls,

I know that feeling when the money gets thin,

When the crowd gets small and the doubt walks in.

I've heard that voice say,

“This time you're done,” Watched everybody leave when there was nowhere to

run, So if you're waiting for panic— You're gonna wait some more.

I've been here before.

I know which floorboard breaks.

I know which door gets stuck.

I know where the light is.

That's the funny part.

I've been here before,

I know the way out,

I know what survives

When everything gives out.

Let the lights go black,

Let 'em lock every door— You call this the end?

I've been here before.

Last time I crawled,

this time I walk,

Last time I listened to everybody talk,

Last time the darkness had me counting every breath,

Now I know the difference between quiet and death.

Same cold floor.

Same midnight air.

Same empty chair— But something's different.

I'm not afraid in here.

I know the corner.

I know the climb.

I know what happens

On the other side.

You thought you dropped me

Somewhere I'd never seen— (motherfucker...) I KNOW THESE STREETS.

So when everything went wrong again...

I looked around. And laughed.

(hahaha) Oh.

This place?

I'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE!

I know the way out!

I know where to turn

When the whole thing burns And there's nobody around!

Let the ceiling come down!

Let the night hit the floor!

You brought me back to hell— BUT I REMEMBER THE DOOR.

I've been here—

BEFORE.