Agoraphobia

Come for me, you come for me Come for me, comfort me Come for me, cover me Come for me, comfort me I had a dream, no longer to be free I want only to see four walls made of concrete Six-by-six enclosed See me on video, oh-oh-oh Feed me twice a day, I want to fade away, away Come for me, you come for me Come for me, comfort me Come for me, cover me Come for me, comfort me And after some time, I know I would go blind But, seeing only binds the vision to the eye I'd lose my voice, I know, but I've nothing left to say-ay-ay (Nothing left to pray) No echo in this space