Paranoid Vision, looking through dirty glass.
On your way, straight to lower class.
Don't you worry, we'll get rid of you. Soon we'll see what you can do.
Break them down, one by one.
Sixty-eight, oblivion.
Fear of employment. Thoughts of pure enjoyment.
Waiting in cars, can't get you far.
Over tired and undesired, you've acquired, the right to expire.
Paranoid Vision. Don't you worry.
Excessive and expensive, you don't care.
Fall to the waist side and no one's there.
Try to introduce, some sense of abuse.
You'll become the target, but the target's no use.
Out on a limb, you can't even swim.
In the ""out"" door, you fall from the first floor.
Have you heard the simple clicks.
Brand new kicks, make me sick.
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Paranoid Vision, looking through dirty glass.
On your way, straight to lower class.
Don't you worry, we'll get rid of you. Soon we'll see what you can do.
Break them down, one by one.
Sixty-eight, oblivion.
Fear of employment. Thoughts of pure enjoyment.
Waiting in cars, can't get you far.
Over tired and undesired, you've acquired, the right to expire.
Paranoid Vision. Don't you worry.
Excessive and expensive, you don't care.
Fall to the waist side and no one's there.
Try to introduce, some sense of abuse.
You'll become the target, but the target's no use.
Out on a limb, you can't even swim.
In the ""out"" door, you fall from the first floor.
Have you heard the simple clicks.
Brand new kicks, make me sick.
On your way, straight to lower class.
Don't you worry, we'll get rid of you. Soon we'll see what you can do.
Break them down, one by one.
Sixty-eight, oblivion.
Fear of employment. Thoughts of pure enjoyment.
Waiting in cars, can't get you far.
Over tired and undesired, you've acquired, the right to expire.
Paranoid Vision. Don't you worry.
Excessive and expensive, you don't care.
Fall to the waist side and no one's there.
Try to introduce, some sense of abuse.
You'll become the target, but the target's no use.
Out on a limb, you can't even swim.
In the ""out"" door, you fall from the first floor.
Have you heard the simple clicks.
Brand new kicks, make me sick.
Writer: Adam Lee Miller, Nicola Kuperus
Copyright: Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.