When A Dead Man Walks 가사

Paranoia... In which I think that I'm not confident. Blood into my hand, blood into my hand, Blood into my hands, I can't deny. A buzz into my ear that makes me mad. But I don't look back, while I'm waiting to die. I don't look back, in a weird lullaby, I carry on, and the hope in my heart is dried. But I don't look back and I cannot reply. I don't look back while I'm waiting to lie. I carry on, while they want to decide for me. Once again, once again... Living in their cage; Living in their cage; They're killing me. Once again... Living in their cage; Living in their cage; They're killing me. Paranoia... in which I think that I'm not confident. Tiny hope that burns into my breath. A bitter smile delights me in the end. But I don't look back, while I'm waiting to die. I don't look back, in a weird lullaby, I carry on, and the hope in my heart is dried. But I don't look back and I cannot reply. I don't look back, while I'm waiting to lie. I carry on, while they want to decide for me. Once again, once again... Living in their cage; Living in their cage; They're killing me. Once again... Living in their cage; Living in their cage; They're killing me, killing me! But I don't look back, while I'm waiting to die. I don't look back, in a weird lullaby, I carry on, and the hope in my heart is dried. But I don't look back and I cannot reply. I don't look back, while I'm waiting to lie. I carry on, while they want to decide for me. Once again, once again... Living in their cage; Living in their cage; They're killing me. Once again... Living in their cage; Living in their cage; They're killing me, killing me...