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“Everyday Paranoia”

The bridge is collapsing
I’m losing a grip
I’ve got my self-possession
At my fingertips

When your racing thoughts
Start to sound true to life
Everyday paranoia
Stabs your back with a knife

Haven’t slept for ten days
Feel so sick and so mean
Just a tremor of my nerves
And nothing in-between

When your racing thoughts
Start to sound true to life
Everyday paranoia
Stabs your back with a knife

Wry smile, fixed stare
And a bottle of pills
I drag myself into my bed
I hardly move my limbs

Now I hear those footsteps
Approaching me from behind
I bang my head against the wall
To get it out of my mind

When your racing thoughts
Start to sound true to life
Everyday paranoia
Stabs your back with a sharp jagged knife


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