Paranoid

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    Paranoid
    Paranoid

    Just a buffet, a smorgasbord
    People picking off me in great hordes
    They feed on me and then they wrong me
    I try to free my mind constantly

    But intoxication, inebriation and sedation
    Won’t bring me elation
    Is my life of but natures devoid?
    That’s why I’m Paranoid

    Now superstition and suspicion
    Have conditioned the way that I now think
    This situation is sheer frustration
    I’m contemplating as I start to sink

    But my thoughts are fearful leaving my tearful
    About to drown from tears that fills my eyes
    Is my life but of natures devoid?
    See why I’m paranoid

    copyright2008 by Kenneth J Thompson

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    LBoogie commented on Paranoid

    11-12-2009

    Paranoia, Fear, Doubt and its cousin misery all need to binded up and cast out to the sea. Because they are not from God they are from Satan Don't let him get a hold of you kenneth
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