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Max Frost

Paranoia

 

Paranoia

(album: Intoxication - 2015)


The strangers at the door, a voices down the hall and there's more than one
Thought I was come alone, should I use the phone, should I try to run?
Whenever I'm up late, reality just do unwind
Feel like I'm losing up, a prisoner in my own mind

I keep waking up and thinking someone's at the door
I keep one eye open to the shadows on the floor
All makes are the same, voices call my name
And I can't ignore them, can't ignore them
All night and day, suffering the strain
Of paranoia, paranoia

I can't run away, when you're wide awake, you gotta face what's in front of ya
I was afraid, but I knew I had to stay with whom I've become
There's someone's peeping close, someone's peeping close, sounds on my shoulder, shoulder
Then I turn around, then I turn around and I know it, know it

I keep waking up and thinking someone's at the door
I keep one eye open to the shadows on the floor
All makes are the same, voices call my name
And I can't ignore them, can't ignore them
All night and day, suffering the strain
Of paranoia, paranoia

I keep waking up and thinking someone's at the door
I keep one eye open to the shadows on the floor
All makes are the same, voices call my name
And I can't ignore them, can't ignore them
All night and day, suffering the strain
Of paranoia, paranoia

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