Paranoia in my blood aggression in my heart
Paranoia fear what are you thinking?
What do you think? What is wrong with you?
What is wrong with me?
Is there something wrong with me?
Look at your face I look at your face
I don’t see anything inside I don’t see anything
I want to understand you I wish I could know
Illiterate, schizoid, autist, confused, child
I want to know, I want to understand
I can’t understand you
I want to see your soul I can’t see mine
I hate myself what is the name for that illness?
Is there a name for it? The quiet song I hear
What do I call it? It rattles my bones
The devil on my shoulder it appears
Whenever I try
I am small and inferior to you
I am a larva in society