Parrt 3:Changing The Parinoid

I'm getting past that point where you point the blame I know that paranoia is still there, the same But it's getting better, it's just an adjustment Learning my old patterns and seeing what's real from it Calling it by name loses its grip I'm in me, Boots, the one who fucking sees now Say it was a challenge Because how could you do this to someone You know it's not even them, I guess it was you Everyone on the whole fucking planet is seeing that paranoia And it's got me twisted I was always going against it, and that's a challenge Leaving the food unattended, that's still hard to handle And the drinks uncracked, or something in plastic Like it can get back to being something tragic Poisoned or fucked up The three strikes and you're dead Instant thoughts still run through my head Sometimes my mind is gone and I don't belong But it's at a breaking point where I'm here And that thought doesn't really belong there as much anymore So let's get over this shit with some love And throw it in behind the doubt Let's bind that love so we can get out Standing here, still on the ground Still breathing, still living So I gotta make sure that I know that I'm not broken Learning how to cope, and I'm not alone in it And everyone can see it