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Lacuna Coil >> Merchandise Links
Lacuna Coil
Paranoia In which I think that Iīm not confident blood into my hands I canīt deny a buzz into my ears that makes me mad But I donīt look back While Iīm waiting to die I donīt look back In a weird lullaby Iīll carry on And the hope in my heart is dry But I donīt look back and I cannot reply I donīt look back while Iīm waiting to lie Iīll carry on While they want to decide for me Once again Living in their cage They are killing me Paranoia In which I think Iīm not that confident a tiny hope that burns in my breath a bitter smile delights me at the end
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