As if all I've done was shameful
Or is it really not that bad?
And yet I'm worried
Every time my worst thoughts are behind my back
And they're closer and closer every step I don't look back
Do you feel paranoid?
Do you feel paranoid?
I need to stop listening what's in my head
Do you feel paranoid?
Or it's never gonna turn back
Do you feel paranoid?
Because I do all the time
Right
In the middle of a no time
Yet they strike right on time
Right on time
Things I've never wanted to happen
And they feel so intense
They don't even happen
But it feels like they do
You might call them fable
Then what's the point to
Run
Away
