What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? I'm going crazy now
No more gas, in the red, can't even get it started Nothing heard, nothing said, can't even speak about it On my life, on my head, don't wanna 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
Put on the brake lights, you're in the city of wonder Ain't gon' 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 light Disturbia, am I scaring you tonight? Disturbia, ain't used to what you like Disturbia, disturbia
Faded pictures on the wall, it's like they talking to me Disconnecting on calls, the phone don't even ring I gotta get out or figure this sh** out It's too close for comfort, oh
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, oh
Put on your brake lights, you're in the city of wonder Ain't gon' 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 light Disturbia, am I scaring you tonight? Disturbia, ain't used to what you like Disturbia, disturbia, disturbia
Release me from this curse I'm in Trying to maintain but I'm struggling If you can't go-o-o I think I'm gonna ah, ah, ah, ah
Put on the brake lights, you're in the city of wonder Ain't gon' 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
Disturbia, it's like the darkness is light Disturbia, am I scaring you tonight? Disturbia, ain't used to what you like Disturbia, disturbia |
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Between reality and fantasy...
Cato Kusanagi
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We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
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Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.
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We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
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