Texty:
Claustrofobia

Portami sotto di te Per essere reale Portami sotto stanze vuote E mettimi sotto terra ad ascoltare i vostri passi Prendi i miei occhi Ecco i miei occhi

io non capisco perche ti nascondi ed io...continua ad andare e tutto ha un aspetto mimetico colori morti e scoppio camera ad aria compressa esplode tremate tremate claustrofobia

My mind is glowing My mind is glowing My mind is glowing My mind is glowing My mind is glowing My mind is glowing My mind is glowing My mind is glowing

feel like the walls are closing in I'm still alive but I might as well be dead I feel like the walls are closing in I feel like the walls are closing

City streets melting under solar powered heat All the kids and the minorities just trying to keep a beat I'm going downtown cops have got me on the ground

I'd like to be the one to see Your loving mind at the start But I get claustrophobia 'Cause there's too many boys in your heart I'd like to know how

Stolen hearts and broken bones Wind up your jealous friends That dare to kiss you on the cheek All fools share the same coats on rainy days Pass with

the pounding walls of fear beating, pulsing in my head rising and descending like ritual panic my entire being becomes engulfed, encircled in a never

Finally, dying day come and gone, Inside your grave you lay at the break of dawn, Now you find, your soul hasn't left this hallowed ground, Spirit screams