Lyrics
Want the serotonin to come home, the focus is gone 3OH!3, my mind is drunk
claustrophobia
You know you can tie a noose around my tongue, the walls are slowly closing in
You re mad at the wheel driving, this town has a hold of us
Want the serotonin to come home, the walls are slowly closing in, now my conscious is leaving
Claustrophobia, this town has a hold of us
the words are for speaking
the focus is gone
There s no one to speak them to, the focus is gone 3OH!3, watch the houses disappear row by row
The closet s heavy at my skin, now my conscious is leaving
you re mad at the wheel driving
the closet s heavy at my skin
There s no one to speak them to, the walls are slowly closing in, there s no one to speak them to
The closet s heavy at my skin, in the shopping bag cross the parking lot, want the serotonin to come home
take away all my fun
claustrophobia
Now my conscience is leaving, deep underneath the pillars of this bed, now my conscious is leaving
In the shopping bag cross the parking lot, the focus is gone CLAUSTROPHOBIA, there s no one to speak them to
Claustrophobia, my mind is drunk
Watch the houses disappear row by row, the closet s heavy at my skin, my mind is drunk
the walls are slowly closing in
take away all my fun
the words are for speaking
Eyes to the ground a town of introverts, my mind is drunk, the closet s heavy at my skin
Now my conscious is leaving, there s no one to speak them to, eyes to the ground a town of introverts
Claustrophobia, take away all my fun
You re mad at the wheel driving, there s no one to speak them to CLAUSTROPHOBIA, the focus is gone
you re mad at the wheel driving
the walls are slowly closing in
the words are for speaking
Claustrophobia, the words are for speaking, claustrophobia
This town has a hold of us, the walls are slowly closing in