Perfect Thyroid

Pear-o-noya
I see the circles forming Forming circles of a common thread – a clandestine horde against me That's what I think about when I'm in bed It's all so very clear now – everything's about me is what I find A clandestine horde against me – defensive strategies are in my mind Deception is a must – there's no one I can trust Excuses are my lust – the truth has bit the dust You tip-toe to me you're attempting to disarm me You're walking softly but there's nothing I find harmless People and situations – it's all food for my paranoia Coincidence and chances – it's all food for my paranoia Reality – it's all food for my paranoia Life – it's all food for my paranoia I feel the growing tension A growing tension between me and them – why do they criticize me? I think they're driven by their jealousy Their plot is hidden with a friendly smile but they're still driving my nightmare train I'm analyzing every single word – defensive strategies are in my brain I know you're talking about me! From Letras Mania