Chorus]
It’s all in your head
You need to unwind
You’re loosing your grip
The paranoia never ends
It’s all in your head
What you see in your mind
There’s no reason to trip
The paranoia never ends
[Mad Child]
Sometimes I stare at the wall when I’m alone in my room
I’m an abusive reclusive like Dr. Doom
Parts of darkness descend and consume me
You won’t believe the gloomy thoughts that run through me
I’m ???? if you spend the night
You leave the next day like I don’t think his head’s on right
Try to talk to myself but I don’t listen
I got split personalities and competition
Now which one’s amend the eye ive got issues
I could be standing in front of your face and I’m not with you
Schizophrenia Shane’s brain’s distorted
Sorta compulsive obsessive disorder
Mathematical pattern addict for the ???? mind
Before I go to bed I hit the light switch seven times
Yes I’m never mind put the knife back
Madchild I’m out of my mind but ill be right back
[Chorus]
[Prevail]
There’s no one behind you
There’s no one beside you
There’s no one besides you
You know as well as I do
There’s no voice inside you
That shadow isn’t movin’
You must be loosin’ to confusion havin’ illusions
Still you wanna prove it, paranoia, that someone might be comin’ for ya
No ones tryin' to kill you stupid
There’s no Norman Bates, peekin' in your window
There’s no Patrick Bateman tryin' to pick you up in lemos
You pop another pill to try and calm the nerves
But the prescriptions make the descriptions a lot worse
Your seein' red bursts, and then your head hurts
You should have checked under the bed first
Crawlin' on all fours, lockin' all the doors
You must have flown over the coo-coo’s nest and lost your course
I thought I told ya, don’t let that **** control ya
Cuz paranoia will destroy ya just a lesson for ya
[Chorus]
[Moka Only]
When your mind is acting wild, and you swear you’re insane
Can nothin’ help you out of this trap your in?
You don’t know which way to turn and your head is in pain
Can nothing help you out of this insanity?
Yo, there’s paranoia in your brain cells
You think the wall’s lookin’ at ya but you can’t tell
You need to find yourself a hobby or somethin’ and stop frontin’
Nobody’s out to get ya nobody wants nothin’
I think you got a chemical imbalance
When there’s silence, you swear you hear talkin' in silence
Maybe it’s a different environment that ya need
Whatever it is, your minds dying to be free
You’re tryin' to proceed with the usual procedures
Your chest feelin' tight, you think your havin' seizures
Maybe you’re just tryin' to hard to fit in
You need to let that **** go and get counciling my friend
[Chorus]
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