When you are born there five doors
Have to go through one to start life
Each with its own story
Holding your kindnesses or furies
A good life is the color white
The black door throws your soul into the night
Living, being, feeling the doorknobs
At birth see if you choose the right doors
Red blue black and white make the way
But there is only one that test your faith
Cyan door
Cyan door
Cyan door
Cyan door
Code red, trapped by the heart
Flower blue, burns noble blood
Heaven gates, don't want you anymore
Be a saint or go to underfloor
Red blue black and white make the way
But there is only one that test your faith
Cyan door
Cyan door
Cyan door
Cyan door
It won't do any good to break
It will only bring more hatred
It's fine to start making
I gonna tell ya
It's time to blow your mind
Go to the door that is high
You can not buy
The cyan door is all mine
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