agoraphobia

deerhunter'in muhte$emsel parcasi.

come for me
you come for me
come for me
comfort me

come for me
cover me

come for me
comfort me

i had a dream
no longer to be free

i want only to see
four walls made of concrete

6 by 6 enclosed
soon we're on video oh oh oh

feed me twice a day
i want to fade away
away

come for me
come for me

come for me
come for me

come for me
cover me

come for me
come for me

and after some time
i know i would go blind

but seeing wont lift binds
the vision to the eye

i lose my voice i know
but ive nothing left to say

(nothing left to pray)

no echo in this place