Paranoid Songtext
von Certain Death

Paranoid anxiety
Performative reciprocities
Cocaine philosophy
Oh, it makes me wanna
This room′s a hospital
Full of broken strangers
Who seem to know my body
And wanna work my angles


I think this night could go a little bit
A little bit longer
I think this night could get a little bit
A little bit odder
Look at the clothes that you're wearing
Are you dressing up?
Were you born in this bathroom
Or sent down from above?

I think this night could get a little bit
A little bit odder
But it′s best to keep moving
Not stick around and bother

Paranoid anxiety
You give me all this
Paranoid anxiety
Which gives me all this
Paranoid anxiety
You give me all this
Paranoid anxiety
Which gives me all this