When A Dead Man Walks - Lacuna Coil

Paranoia

In which I think that I'm not confident

Blood into my hands blood into my hands

Blood in to 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

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

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