Monday, October 20

What’s wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? I’m going crazy now. No more guessin’.
Can’t even get started nothing heard nothing said can’t even speak about it. I’ma light on my head don’t wanna think about it. Feels like I’m going insane It’s a theif in the night to come and grab you It can creep on inside you and Consume you a disease of the mind it can control you. It’s too close for comfort and in the bright lights you’re in the city of wonder. In compared nights. Watch it can make you go under you better think twice. Portray to follow the ups so if you must falter be wise your minds in disturbia. It’s like a dark decision light in disturbia am I scarin’ you now. Disturbia gettin used to what you like. Faded pictures on the wall it’s like they’re talkin to me disconnected on call. The phone tell me to ring I gotta get up or figure this she out it’s too close for comfort.

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