[Mad Child]  Sometimes I smash the wall when I'm alone in my room  I'm an abusive reclusive like Dr. Doom  Parts of darkness descend and consume me  You wont believe the gloomy thoughts that run through me  I'm proof ? if you spend the night  Leave the next day like "I don't think his heads on right"  Try to talk to myself but I don't listen  I've got split personalities and competition  And which ones Amanda? I've got issues  I could be standing in front of your face and I'm not with you  Schitzophrenia, Shane's brains distorted  Sort of compulsive, obsessive, disorder  Mathematical pattern addict of depraved mind  Before I go to bed I hit the light switch seven times  Yes, um, never mind, put the knife back  Mad Child I'm outta my mind, but I'll be right back    [Chorus]  It's all in your head, you need to unwind  Your losing your grip, the paranoia never ends  It's all in your head, what you see in your mind  There's no reason to trip, the paranoia never ends  When your mind is acting wild  And you swear your insane  Can't nothing help you out  Of this trap your in  You don't know which way to turn  And your head is in pain  Can't nothing help you out  Of this insanity    [Prevail]  There's no one behind you, there's no one beside you  There's no one beside you, you know as well as I do  There's no voice inside you, that shadow isn't moving  You must be losing to confusion having illusions  Still you wanna prove it, paranoia  That someone might be coming for you, no ones trying to kill you stupid  There's no Norman Bates, peeking in your window  There's no Patrick Bateman trying to pick you up in limos  You pop another pill, to try and calm your nerves  But prescriptions make the descriptions a lot worse  Your seeing red bursts, and then your head hurts  You should have checked under the bed first  Crawling on all fours, locking all the doors  You must have flown over the cuckoos nest and lost your course  I thought I told ya, don't let that shit control ya  'Cause paranoia will destroy ya just a lesson for ya    [Moka Only]  Yo it's paranoia in your brain cell  You think the worlds looking at you but you can't tell  You need to find yourself a hobby or something and stop frontin'  Nobodys out to get you, nobody wants nothin'  I think you got a chemical imbalance  When theres silence, you swear you hear cops and their sirens  Maybe it's a different environment that you need  But whatever it is, your minds dying to be free  Your trying to perceive with the usual procedures  Your chests feeling tight, you think your having seizures  Maybe your just trying to hard to fit in  You need to let that shit go and get counselling my friend