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专辑:《NIGHT SPORTS》

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