作曲:Andre Merritt,Brian Kennedy,Chris Brown,Rob Allen
Bum bum be dum bum bum be dum bum
Bum bum be dum bum bum be dum bum
No more gas in the rig
Can't even get it started
Nothing heard nothing said
Can't even speak about it
All my life on my head
Don't want to think about it
Feels like I'm going insane yeah 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 and it's turn me on
It's like the darkness is the light
Turn me on am I scaring you tonight
Could be us being used to what you like
Could be us
Could
Be us
Faded pictures on the wall they talk to me
Disconnecting all the calls
I gotta get out or figure this 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
It's too close for comfort oh
Release me from this curse
I'm in trying to maintain
But I'm struggling if you can't go
Oh put on your brake lights we're in the city of wonder
Ain't gonna 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
My disturbia it's like the
Darkness in the light
Disturbia am I scaring you tonight
Disturbia be used to what you like
Could be us
Could be us