Paranoia in Context Songtext
von Turtlenecked

Looking in the mirror
To see if you had looked at me
Who looked at you?
Who looked at you?

No one, specifically

The world only gets smaller
And then you become a stranger
A stranger to yourself
An unknown complainer


New York calls to me
All eight million at once
An overdose of sorts
No eyes to feed or want

San Francisco exiled me
The fruit that ate the females
A flaming sword held aloft
To strike me when my pen fails

The paranoia in context
I always stutter when I speak
No one hears or sees my body covered in
In bleach (Looking in the mirror, looking in the mirror
Looking in the—looking in the—looking in the mirror
Looking in the mirror, looking in the—looking in the mirror
Looking in the mirror, looking in the mirror, looking—)