Trick of senses, Imagination.
Living inunreal world, in vest-pocket world
Ce and you want,that all people are exist by your rules
This is a paranoia

So start up
A Poor worm like hia, he asked what it seems
it's darkness in your head, you going blind and mad
Set up a new life style, you most be strong ore die,
And now sugar the fill, no matter what you feel
No matter what you see, no matter what you hear,
You always hit a you always live inside out
Hight-have-been offish man, think that you be offended
Now look at your fuking pan
A Sensation of palsy, queasy
You roar with pain, but nobody heard you
But nobody help you, you'll gonna get long down
This is a paranoia

One bullet
Decide your problem quick, don't be afraid and sick.
But this is not escape,now there is too late.
Your crazy brains are burned. I know it all alone.
Your colors are black and white. impression from the outside.
You palliate your pain. then it's began agaiN.
All finished one plug so now you couldn' stuck.
But in the night off steel killing yourself you kill
It's suiside for weal

Constantly unknown
Constantly unknown
Don't know who you are

Inside my head
Inside my mind
Inside my heart
This is a paranoia