Lyrics

No more gas in the rig Can't even get it started Nothing heard, nothing said Can't even speak about it Out my life, out my head Don't want to think about it Feels like I'm going insane, yeah It's a thief in the night to come and grab you It can creep up inside you and consume you A disease of the mind, it can control you It's too close for comfort, ohh Put on your break lights We're in the city of wonder Ain't gonna play nice Watch out, you might just go under Better think twice Your train of thought will be altered So if you must falter be wise Your mind's in disturbia It's like the darkness is the light Disturbia Am I scaring you tonight? Your mind is in disturbia Ain't used to what you like Disturbia Disturbia Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum Faded pictures on the wall It's like they talkin' to me Disconnectin' all calls Your phone don't even ring I gotta get out Or figure this shh out It's too close for comfort, oh-ohh Your mind's in disturbia It's like the darkness is the light Disturbia Am I scaring you (oh) tonight? Your mind's in disturbia (oh) Ain't used to what you like Disturbia (what you like) Disturbia Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum Bum-bum-be-dum-bum-bum-be-dum-bum
Writer(s): Rob Allen, Chris Brown, Brian Seals, Andre Merritt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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