Listen to the sound clip Behind every door, she’s callin’ the shots, Runnin’ my life with a million thoughts. Her control’s tight, but the grip’s gettin’ weak, She’s trippin' over lies she don’t even speak. She’s always watchin’, never lookin’ away, Every word you speak, she’s got somethin' to say. In the shadows, lurkin’, tryna catch a lie, Got the walls on lock, yeah, she’s ready to spy. She’s peepin’ through the cracks, can’t hide from her gaze, Every move you make, man, she’s countin’ the days. Talkin' through... from Metal #4 Song Generator: