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
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
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
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
Credits
Writer(s): Cristina Scabbia, Marco Coti Zelati
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