Light intrudes abruptly
Deliriates my eyes
The living dead approaches
In gilded disguise
Paranoia subsumes me
It pierces deep inside
Peering through the curtain
Which nightmares live outside?
Listen up Danny
Watch your lip
The telephone's watching
And so is the fridge
They've gotta be out there
You've convinced yourself
Or even worse
They live right on your shelf
Succumb to the slaughtering
Listen closely for the door to ring
How many times must the clock tick?
It's four in the morning and I feel sick
Night after night the voices never stop
They fill my head, ideas that I've never thought
There's a place between time and my mind
It feels unreal and hard to find
Listen up Danny
Watch your lip
The telephone's watching
And so is the fridge
They've gotta be out there
You've convinced yourself
Or even worse
They live right on your shelf
Paranoid Flats
There's a microphone in the bath
Paranoid Flats
Trust is an idea of the past
Paranoid Flats
There's a microphone in the bath
Paranoid Flats
Trust is an idea of the past