Paranoid (Sort Yer Head Out Mix)

1990-01-012:52 minLetras sincronizadas

"Paranoid (Sort Yer Head Out Mix)" es una canción de Inspiral Carpets, 1990, Pop. La canción dura 2:52, 34 lines / 216 words.

Letra

0:14I'm not crazy, I know what I see,

0:20I hear them staring at me.

0:26You can't make me feel, I'm out of my mind.

0:35I can hear them whisper.

0:38Paranoid, see it through my eyes.

0:41I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies.

0:44Insanity, it's a real fine line.

0:47And I want you to know,

0:49It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares.

0:56But who's to say their not out there.

1:05It rained paper, I tore every piece apart

1:11So they can't read me.

1:16I stopped speaking so my words can't be misused.

1:25They won't come back to haunt me.

1:29Paranoid, see it through my eyes.

1:31I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies.

1:34Insanity, it's a real fine line.

1:37And I want you to know,

1:40It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares.

1:46But who's to say their not out there.

2:01Walls have ears, and pictures follow me.

2:07Can't you see their trying to swallow me?

2:14Paranoid, see it through my eyes.

2:17I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies.

2:20Insanity, it's a real fine line.

2:23And I want you to know,

2:26I'm schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares.

2:32But who's to say their not out there.

2:35Paranoid, see it through my eyes.

2:38Paranoid, through the twisted lies.

2:41Insanity, it's a real fine line.

2:44And I want you to know,

2:47I'm schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares.

2:52But who's to say their not out there

I'm not crazy, I know what I see,
I hear them staring at me.
You can't make me feel, I'm out of my mind.
I can hear them whisper.
Paranoid, see it through my eyes.
I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies.
Insanity, it's a real fine line.
And I want you to know,
It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares.
But who's to say their not out there.
It rained paper, I tore every piece apart
So they can't read me.
I stopped speaking so my words can't be misused.
They won't come back to haunt me.
Paranoid, see it through my eyes.
I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies.
Insanity, it's a real fine line.
And I want you to know,
It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares.
But who's to say their not out there.
Walls have ears, and pictures follow me.
Can't you see their trying to swallow me?
Paranoid, see it through my eyes.
I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies.
Insanity, it's a real fine line.
And I want you to know,
I'm schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares.
But who's to say their not out there.
Paranoid, see it through my eyes.
Paranoid, through the twisted lies.
Insanity, it's a real fine line.
And I want you to know,
I'm schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares.
But who's to say their not out there

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