"Our Father, Who Art In Hell; Poetical Ramblings From THE SYSTEM"

"  ...No more gas, in the red
(Can't even get started)
Nothing heard, nothing said
(Can't even speak about it)
All my life on my head
(Don't wanna think about it)
Feels like I'm going insane, 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

Put on your brake lights
You're in the city of wonder
Ain't gon' 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

Your minds in disturbia
It's like the darkness is the light
Disturbia
Am I scarin' you tonight
Your minds in disturbia
Ain't used to what you like
Disturbia, disturbia..."

Excerpt from Disturbia, by Rihanna - from
the LP Good Girl Gone Bad.