Between the blinds, I can not stop peeking

Mount Everest, my paranoia peaking

I'm tweaking

Out the window, my eyes scanning, stay seeking any sign of threat, any sign of death

Tired, but can't be fatiguing

Any semblance of safety could be misleading

Alarm system up and I am wired

What's that sound?

Who hit the wire?

All systems full power

That's rhythm for hours

Hit the emergency generators

No one's on the radar, but I know there's infiltrators

Heartbeat is hard and heavy, machine gun in my chest

Bullets rip through my system

Powersurge hurt got me ready to finish them if needed

There's no one there but I can see it

I can feel it

Terrified hooks in my skin and they're about to reel it

So I better seal it, the door, shut

Even friendly face seems warped and strange

People smile, show love I see expressions deranged

Glisten of teeth, sink them into my cheek, rip with your fangs

Do I sound insane?

Am I crazy?

Well maybe

Maybe that's just what they want you to think

They could come in from any angle, left, right, up, down,

What's that sound, getting strangled

Ripped flesh from bone, anyone could be an enemy

All alone, bout to get mangled monumentally

Leaf-strewn trails at the crossing

Strangers up ahead have me pausing

Wonder if I should walk, run, or stop

Will they misunderstand me and call the cops?

Heart drops, stomach knots, legs they stiffen

No your innocence is not a given

What if you are guilty and your mind betrays you?

And every woman you pass has every reason to taze you?

Maybe you owe a debt and soon the pay's due

A public service to capture and slay you

Is the wickedness I fear just projection?

Selfish redirection, deaf, dumb, blind ego protection

Shielding my mind from my own reflection

Fragile like glass, psyche ready to crack

Poison in my heart has me start to retract

From my loved ones

I just want to keep them safe

Gotta get away before it's too late

I don't want to hurt anyone

It's all the same

It never changes

Childhood memories, searching for cameras

Where are my manners?

looking in closets, digging in hampers, searching for answers

Why shouldn't I be scared?

I'm the one on trial

Cloud of witnesses pouring over my file

Watching, waiting, appraising every move I make, every mistake

Too much at stake, Maybe already too late

was this just my fate?

I hope that I'm not bothering you

I promise I'm not following you