something’s got to go wrong
it always does
it is too quiet
paranoia is setting in
there is someone outside my window...no
someone in my closet...no
under my bed...no
it is all in my head...no
still it is too quiet
too quiet for everything to be fine
someone is there i know it
outside my door
watching...waiting
just waiting for me to make a mistake
lock the windows
lock the doors
close the blinds
let no sunlight in
more paranoia than before
i can see someone outside my door
waiting...watching
for me to slip and make one small insignificant mistake
do not be paranoid
for paranoia is his strength