When A Dead Man Walks

Paranoia
 In which I think that I'm not confident
 Blood into my hands, blood into my hands
 Blood into my hands I can't deny
 A buzz into my ears that makes me mad
 But I don't look back
 While I'm waiting to die
 I don't look back
 In a weird lullaby
 I'll carry on
 And the hope in my heart is dry
 But I don't look back
 And I cannot reply
 I don't look back
 While I'm waiting to lie
 I'll carry on
 While they want to decide for me
 Once again, once again
 Living in their cage, living in their cage
 They are killing me
 Once again
 Living in their cage, living in their cage
 They are killing me
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 Paranoia
 In which I think I'm not that confident
 A tiny hope that burns into my breath
 A bitter smile delights me at the end
 But I don't look back
 While I'm waiting to die
 I don't look back
 In a weird lullaby
 I'll carry on
 And the hope in my heart is dry
 But I don't look back
 And I cannot reply
 I don't look back
 While I'm waiting to lie
 I'll carry on
 While they want to decide for me
 Once again, once again
 Living in their cage, living in their cage
 They are killing me
 Once again
 Living in their cage, living in their cage
 They are killing me, killing me
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 But I don't look back
 While I'm waiting to die
 I don't look back
 In a weird lullaby
 I'll carry on
 And the hope in my heart is dry
 But I don't look back
 And I cannot reply
 I don't look back
 While I'm waiting to lie
 I'll carry on
 While they want to decide for me
 Once again, once again
 Living in their cage, living in their cage
 They are killing me
 Once again
 Living in their cage, living in their cage
 They are killing me, killing me