Lacuna Coil -> When A Dead Man Walks

Paranoia
In wich I think that I'm not confident
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 cary 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 cary  on
While they want to decide for me

Once again

Livingin their cage
They are killing me

Paranoia
In wich I think that I'm not confident
A tiny that turns in my breath
A bitter smile delights me at the end