Faded pictures on the wall
It’s like they talkin’ to me
Disconnectin’ your call
Your 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 mind
It can control you
I feel like a monster
Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum
Disturbia
Release me from this curse
I’ve been trying to maintain
But I’m struggling
You can’t go, go, go
I think I’m going to oh, oh, oh
Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum.
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