Текст: Phantom Planet. Raise The Dead. Quarantined.

Behind the glass I watched the world
From cracks the blinds make when they're drawn
I watched the world for years this way
And that catches us up to this moment today

Quarantine
The rock and the hard place I'm between
Quarantine, quarantine
Quarantine

And it was you I did this for
I put the dead bolt on the door
Understand I can't see you now
Realize it's not to keep me in
But to keep all the sickies out

Quarantine
Such an ugly word for what I mean
Quarantine, quarantine
Quarantine, oh

I heard you let some little flea
Give you that contagious disease
You let him climb right on you too
And it's been plaguing me too

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Realize it's not to keep me in
But to keep all the sickies out

Quarantine
The rock and the hard place I'm between
Quarantine, quarantine
Quarantine, quarantine
Quarantine, quarantine
Quarantine, oh