CLAUSTROPHOBIA

white grapes withered on the vine
a lined face grown old before its time
and the bogeyman's coming to get ya
or is it old father time?
claustrophobia

pain twisting like a knife
a dark stain blotting out the light
and the doctor's got no antidote
and the nurse has lost your file
claustrophobia

crying like a baby from the depths of its lungs
weeping like the women when the soldiers come
hiding like a fugitive who's always on the run
claustrophobia

shame hunts you like a wolf
in vain clinging to your youth
and the walls are closing in on you
till you got no room to move
claustrophobia

smothered with a blanket till your lungs collapse
hanted by your demons in their latest attack
surrounded by the enemy
cornered by the pack
claustrophobia

hounded by the journos with their cameras and mikes
cheated by the lawyers with their well-crafted lies
evicted by the bailiffs
surveillanced by the spies
claustrophobia