Texty: The Cab. Disturbia.

Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum What's wrong with me?
Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum Why do I feel like this?
Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum I'm going crazy now
Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum

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, woh

Put on your brake 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's 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
Disconnected, no one calls the phone don't even ring
I gotta get out or figure this shit out
It's too close for comfort, Ooh
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
I feel like a monster

Release me from this curse I'm in
Trying to maintain but I'm struggling
If I can't go, go, go I think
I'm going to oh, oh, oh...