When A Dead Man WalksParanoia In which I think that I'm not confident Blood into my hands I can't deny A buzz into my ears that makes me mad But I don't look back While I'm waiting to die I don't look back In a weird lullaby I'll carryon And the hope in my heart is dry But I don't look back And I cannot reply I don't look back While I'm waiting to lie I'll carry on While they want to decide for me Once again Living in their cage They are killing me Paranoia In which I think I'm not that confident A tiny hope that burns in my breath A bitter smile delights me at the end
Lacuna Coil > Unleashed Memories (2001)
When A Dead Man WalksParanoia In which I think that I'm not confident Blood into my hands I can't deny A buzz into my ears that makes me mad But I don't look back While I'm waiting to die I don't look back In a weird lullaby I'll carryon And the hope in my heart is dry But I don't look back And I cannot reply I don't look back While I'm waiting to lie I'll carry on While they want to decide for me Once again Living in their cage They are killing me Paranoia In which I think I'm not that confident A tiny hope that burns in my breath A bitter smile delights me at the end