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CLAUSTROPHOBIA

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  • Cold cop feet
    Drive slow
    Watch the houses disappear row by row
    Head hurts
    Sweatshirts
    Eyes to the ground; a town of introverts
    Cold sweat
    Get sold
    Want the serotonin to come home
    Wake up, no luck
    Telling time by lines of beer in my cup
    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
    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
    I always hope that you could just stay there
    Radioactive in your crown of led
    People underneath the pillars of this bed
    Yeah I always hope that you could just stay there
    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
  • [00:06.540]Cold cop feet
    [00:08.230]Drive slow
    [00:10.800]Watch the houses disappear row by row
    [00:13.820]Head hurts
    [00:15.740]Sweatshirts
    [00:17.540]Eyes to the ground; a town of introverts
    [00:21.290]Cold sweat
    [00:23.420]Get sold
    [00:25.120]Want the serotonin to come home
    [00:28.500]Wake up, no luck
    [00:32.150]Telling time by lines of beer in my cup
    [00:35.640]Take away all my fun
    [00:38.320]You know you can tie a noose around my tongue
    [00:42.000]You're mad at the wheel driving
    [00:43.710]My mind is drunk
    [00:45.620]The focus is gone
    [00:49.480]Claustrophobia
    [00:53.810]The walls are slowly closing in
    [00:56.680]This town has a hold of us
    [01:01.240]The closet's heavy at my skin
    [01:04.730]Now my conscious is leaving
    [01:06.890]The words are for speaking
    [01:08.750]There's no one to speak them to
    [01:11.700]Claustrophobia
    [01:16.400]The walls are slowly closing in
    [01:20.410]Matchbox, padlocks
    [01:24.260]In the shopping bag 'cross the parking lot
    [01:27.840]Small clouds, leave mouth
    [01:31.390]See the shadow stretching till the light runs out
    [01:34.600]Take away all my fun
    [01:37.420]You know you can tie a noose around my tongue
    [01:41.300]You're mad at the wheel driving
    [01:42.820]My mind is drunk
    [01:44.580]The focus is gone
    [01:46.920]The focus is gone
    [01:52.240]Claustrophobia
    [01:56.770]The walls are slowly closing in
    [01:59.580]This town has a hold of us
    [02:04.100]The closet's heavy at my skin
    [02:07.580]Now my conscious is leaving
    [02:09.490]The words are for speaking
    [02:11.510]There's no one to speak them to
    [02:14.390]Claustrophobia
    [02:18.730]The walls are slowly closing in
    [02:36.990]I always hope that you could just stay there
    [02:40.260]Radioactive in your crown of led
    [02:43.900]People underneath the pillars of this bed
    [02:47.470]Yeah I always hope that you could just stay there
    [02:51.390]Claustrophobia
    [02:55.700]The walls are slowly closing in
    [02:58.620]This town has a hold of us
    [03:03.400]The closet's heavy at my skin
    [03:06.610]Now my conscious is leaving
    [03:08.560]The words are for speaking
    [03:10.390]There's no one to speak them to
    [03:13.360]Claustrophobia
    [03:17.890]The walls are slowly closing in