Testo di Paranoid Window

I believe, what must not be believed. What I see, this is not. I hear, what must not be heard. It comes from my own imagination. Without reasons, I invent everything. I'm simply playing with my own emotions. Like a dream, like a game. Chronic influence, I am influenced, but I will be still the same. Insensitive and hypersensitive at the same time. Self-destructive and happy at the same time. Being both, I can't do it. Being like an only caracter, it doesn't exist. I must remove the active impulse that is destroying me. Hide my emotions and to suppress all. This shit just makes me divert of my own thoughts. I cry to come back to earth. Deprived of this reality. Help me.