Disturbia

What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? I'm going crazy now

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

Your mind's in disturbia, it's like the darkness is light Disturbia, am I scaring you tonight? Disturbia, ain't used to what you like Disturbia, disturbia