Paranoid

Just tell me what I am
A paranoid, problem or dead end
I need salvation
Be my redemption
Heal my soul as I have no place to go
No place here to call home

Blind eyes, silent throats
They don’t tell me what I live for
Another day gives a hundred roads
And precious dream to live for

We seek that deep sense of living
But our life just flows by
Leaving no time for sincere dreaming
Like a dreamy-eyed child

Just tell me what I am
A paranoid, problem or dead end
I need salvation
Be my redemption
Heal my soul as I have no place to go
No place here to call home

Just tell me now what I am still
A psycho, dreamer or just a bad thing
Why am I the one to leave all by myself
Tell me, please, will I be safe