CLAUSTROPHOBIA
3OH!3"CLAUSTROPHOBIA" is a song by 3OH!3, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:17 long and contains 57 lines and 296 words.
0:06Cold cop feet
0:08Drive slow
0:10Watch the houses disappear row by row
0:13Head hurts
0:15Sweat shirts
0:17Eyes to the ground a town of introverts
0:21Cold sweat
0:22Get sold
0:24Want the serotonin to come home
0:28Wake up no luck
0:32Telling time by lines of beer in my cup
0:35Take away all my fun
0:38You know you can tie a noose around my tongue
0:41You're mad at the wheel driving
0:43My mind is drunk
0:45The focus is gone
0:49Claustrophobia
0:53The walls are slowly closing in
0:56This town has a hold of us
1:01The closet's heavy at my skin
1:04Now my conscious is leaving
1:06The words are for speaking
1:08There's no one to speak them to
1:11Claustrophobia
1:16The walls are slowly closing in
1:20Matchbox padlocks
1:23In the shopping bag 'cross the parking lot
1:27Small clouds leave mouth
1:31See the shadow stretching till the light runs out
1:34Take away all my fun
1:37You know you can tie a noose around my tongue
1:40You're mad at the wheel driving
1:42My mind is drunk
1:44The focus is gone
1:46The focus is gone
1:52Claustrophobia
1:56The walls are slowly closing in
1:59This town has a hold of us
2:03The closet's heavy at my skin
2:07Now my conscious is leaving
2:09The words are for speaking
2:11There's no one to speak them to
2:14Claustrophobia
2:18The walls are slowly closing in
2:36I always hope that you could just stay there
2:40Radioactive in your crown of led
2:43People underneath the pillars of this bed
2:47Yeah I always hope that you could just stay there
2:51Claustrophobia
2:55The walls are slowly closing in
2:58This town has a hold of us
3:03The closet's heavy at my skin
3:06Now my conscious is leaving
3:08The words are for speaking
3:10There's no one to speak them to
3:13Claustrophobia
3:17The walls are slowly closing in
Cold cop feet Drive slow Watch the houses disappear row by row Head hurts Sweat shirts 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
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