Lacuna Coil - When A Dead Man WalksParanoiaIn which I think that I'm not confidentBlood into my hands, blood into my hands,Blood in to my hands I can't denyA buzz into my ears that makes me madBut I don't look backWhile I'm waiting to dieI don't look backIn a weird lullabyI'll carry onAnd the hope in my heart is dryBut I don't look backAnd I cannot replyI don't look backWhile I'm waiting to lieI'll carry onWhile they want to decide for meOnce again, once againLiving in their cage, living in their cage,They are killing meOnce againLiving in their cage, living in their cage,They are killing meParanoiaIn which I think I'm not that confidentA tiny hope that burns into my breathA bitter smile delights me at the endBut I don't look backWhile I'm waiting to dieI don't look backIn a weird lullabyI'll carry onAnd the hope in my heart is dryBut I don't look backAnd I cannot replyI don't look backWhile I'm waiting to lieI'll carry onWhile they want to decide for meOnce again, once againLiving in their cage, living in their cage,They are killing meOnce againLiving in their cage, living in their cage,They are killing me, killing me.But I don't look backWhile I'm waiting to dieI don't look backIn a weird lullabyI'll carry onAnd the hope in my heart is dryBut I don't look backAnd I cannot replyI don't look backWhile I'm waiting to lieI'll carry onWhile they want to decide for meOnce again, once againLiving in their cage, living in their cage,They are killing meOnce againLiving in their cage, living in their cage,They are killing me