I expect the unexpected
I'm not f**ing crazy, they're after me
and it leaves me such a mess
I spend most of my time tryin
to get out of my head
terror stricken, panic stricken
I hate it so much
Am I going off the deep end?
or losing touch?
they call me paranoid
because I fear the worst
if they want my f**ing head
they'll have to catch me first
Paranoid 2x
I'm a paranoid mess
& if I disappear tomorrow
know you could be next
I'm f**ing paranoid
I'm a paranoid mess
I can't take the f**ing stress
Sick and twisted feelings
sounds in the night
every other day I find
what looks like in injection site
they call me paranoid
cuz I'm such a mess
and it's f**ed me up so bad
That I get no rest
I get no f**ing rest
I'm a mess