Phobia.1641 by Trace of Lime Lyrics
Don’t close your eyes from the world
There’s a whole lot going on and
You’re not gonna want to miss it
What do you really have to lose
Every choice is one we have to choose
Between love and fear
Cause everything ends and everyone dies
Why not take a chance and go for a ride
Turn on the tv the news is on
Telling me stories of what went wrong
And this mind knows nothing more than what it’s told
And these thoughts clog up that mind to all it can hold
Living in a paranoia
Sweat drips off his nose and drops onto the floor
Looking at you through the peep hole in his door
He fears what he does not know
What he has not seen before
There’s no more room for thoughts in his head
He’s got to act right now while he still can
I’ve been thinking a lot about what you could be thinking about me and it scares me that those thoughts
They might be ugly
And I get a feeling that somebody is following me
That want to catch me, they want to get me
Turn on the tv the news is on
Telling me stories of what went wrong
And this mind knows nothing more than what it’s told
And these thoughts clog up that mind to all it can hold
Living in a paranoia
There’s a whole lot going on and
You’re not gonna want to miss it
What do you really have to lose
Every choice is one we have to choose
Between love and fear
Cause everything ends and everyone dies
Why not take a chance and go for a ride
Turn on the tv the news is on
Telling me stories of what went wrong
And this mind knows nothing more than what it’s told
And these thoughts clog up that mind to all it can hold
Living in a paranoia
Sweat drips off his nose and drops onto the floor
Looking at you through the peep hole in his door
He fears what he does not know
What he has not seen before
There’s no more room for thoughts in his head
He’s got to act right now while he still can
I’ve been thinking a lot about what you could be thinking about me and it scares me that those thoughts
They might be ugly
And I get a feeling that somebody is following me
That want to catch me, they want to get me
Turn on the tv the news is on
Telling me stories of what went wrong
And this mind knows nothing more than what it’s told
And these thoughts clog up that mind to all it can hold
Living in a paranoia