Agoraphobia by Deerhunter

Come for me
You come for me
Come for me
Comfort me
Come for me
Cover me
Comfort me
Comfort me
I had a dream
No longer to be free
I want only to see
Four walls made of concrete
Six by six enclosed
Soon we're on video (oh, oh, oh...)
Feed me twice a day
I want to fade away, away...
Come for me
Cover me
Come for me
Comfort me
Come for me
Cover me
Come for me
Comfort me
And after some time
I know I would go blind
But seeing only binds, the vision to the eye
I'll lose my voice, I know
But I've nothing left to say
(Nothing left to pray)
No echo in this space