Lacuna Coil - When A Dead Man Walks

When A Dead Man Walks

Paranoia
In which I think that Imnot confident
Blood into my hands I can not deny
A buzz into my ears that makes me mad
But I dont look back
While Imwaiting to die
I dont look back
In a weird lullaby
I will carry on
And the hope in my heart is dry
But I dont look back
And I cannot reply
I dont look back
While Imwaiting to lie
I will carry on
While they want to decide for me
Once again
Living in their cage
They are killing me
Paranoia
In which I think Imnot that confident
A tiny hope that burns in my breath
A bitter smile delights me at the end