Claustrophobia

Claustrophobia

The walls are slowly closing in

This town has a hold of us

The closet's heavy at my skin

Now my conscious is leaving

The words are for speaking

There's no one to speak them to

Claustrophobia

The walls are slowly closing in

Matchbox, padlocks

In the shopping bag 'cross the parking lot

Small clouds, leave mouth

See the shadow stretching till the light runs out

Take away all my fun

You know you can tie a noose around my tongue

You're mad at the wheel driving

My mind is drunk

The focus is gone

The focus is gone

Claustrophobia

The walls are slowly closing in

This town has a hold of us

The closet's heavy at my skin

Now my conscious is leaving

The words are for speaking

There's no one to speak them to

Claustrophobia

The walls are slowly closing in