Texty: 3rd Strike. Lost Angel. Paranoid.

Finished with my woman
cause she couldn't help me with my mind
people think i'm insane
because i'm frowning all the time
all day long i think of things
but nothing seems to satisfy
thinking i'll lose my mind
if i dont find something to pacify
can you help me? are you for my brain?
oh yeah
i need someone to show me
the things in life that i cant find
i cant see the things that make
true happiness i must be blind
paranoid
the walls are closing in
i cant breathe cant sleep
afraid to live another day
too late to bow my head and prey
hate flowing through my veins
i cant change re-arrange
just a victim a casualty
war waged on humanity
lost my way in the darkness of the daylight
cant run cant hide
no love no fight
brought to my knees by this fate i cant avoid
scared of my own shadow its a battle living paranoid
make a joke and i will sigh
and you will laugh and i will cry
happiness i can not feel
so love to me is so unreal
and so as you hear these words
telling you now of my state
i tell you to enjoy life
i wish i could but its too late