sábado, 20 de diciembre de 2008

What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? I'm going crazy now No more gas in the rig Can't even get it started Nothing heard, nothing said Can't even speak about it I'm a light on my head Don't want to think about it Feels like I'm going insane YeahIt's a thief in the night To come and grab youIt can creep up inside you And consume you A disease of the mind It can control youIt's too close for comfort Put on your green 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 faulter be wise Your mind is in disturbiaIt's like the darkness is the light DisturbiaAm I scaring you tonight Your mind is in disturbia Ain't used to what you like Disturbia Disturbia Faded pictures on the wallIt's like they talkin' to me Disconnectin' phone calls The phone don't even ring I gotta get out Or figure this shit out It's too close for comfort 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 mindIt can control youI feel like a monster Put on your green 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 faulter be wise Your mind is in disturbiaIt'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