~Paranoid~

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Don't look my way

I don't want you to tell me I'm doing something wrong

Of course, I don't know what it's like

Not worrying, not always assuming I'm wrong

An old habit is to blame I fear,

 Reach for the future, try to let them go...

And never come back

Please, I don't understand why, but I'm so paranoid

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