Paranoid
Alana Grace Lyrics


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I'm not crazy, I know what I see
I hear them staring at me
You can't make me feel, I'm out of my mind
I can hear them whisper

Paranoid, see it through my eyes
I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies
Insanity, it a real fine line
And I want you to know
It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares
But who's to say their not out there

It rained paper, I tore every piece apart
So they can't read me
I stopped speaking so my words can't be misused
They won't come back to haunt me

Paranoid, see it through my eyes
I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies
Insanity, it a real fine line
And I want you to know
It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares
But who's to say they're not out there

Walls have ears, and pictures follow me
Can't you see they're trying to swallow me?

Paranoid, see it through my eyes
I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies
Insanity, it's a real fine line
And I want you to know




It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares
But who's to say they're not out there

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Alana Grace's "Paranoid" describe a person who is on the brink of losing their mind due to their constant paranoia. They are aware that they are not crazy and can see and hear things that are not there. They feel like they are being watched and talked about, and it terrifies them. The paranoid person begins to isolate themselves from the world, tearing up every piece of paper they come across and stopping themselves from speaking in order to avoid having their words used against them.


The lyrics also touch on the idea that the line between sanity and insanity is blurred. The person is aware that what they are experiencing seems like a schizophrenic or psychoanalytical nightmare, but they cannot be sure whether or not it is all in their head. The chorus emphasizes that the person wants others to try to see things through their eyes and understand the fear they are experiencing.


Overall, the lyrics of "Paranoid" paint a picture of someone who is struggling with their own mind and the constant fear of being watched and talked about. It is a haunting and gut-wrenching portrayal of a person who feels completely out of control.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm not crazy, I know what I see
The singer is not delusional and trusts what they are perceiving.


I hear them staring at me
The singer is experiencing auditory hallucinations of people looking at them.


You can't make me feel, I'm out of my mind
The singer is trying to dissociate themselves from their emotions as a coping mechanism.


I can hear them whisper
The artist is experiencing auditory hallucinations of people whispering.


Paranoid, see it through my eyes
The artist is urging the listener to understand their perspective of paranoia.


I'm paranoid, through the twisted lies
The singer's paranoia is fueled by false information and deceit.


Insanity, it a real fine line
The singer acknowledges the thin boundary between sanity and insanity.


And I want you to know
The artist is emphasizing the importance of the listener's comprehension.


It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares
The artist is describing overwhelming feelings of confusion, fear, and anxiety associated with schizophrenia and psychoanalysis.


But who's to say their not out there
The artist questions whether their paranoia is unfounded or justified.


It rained paper, I tore every piece apart
The singer destroyed evidence that could be used against them.


So they can't read me
The artist wants to remain unknown and unreadable by those who might be monitoring them.


I stopped speaking so my words can't be misused
The singer is muting themselves to avoid their words being used against them.


They won't come back to haunt me
The singer fears the repercussions of their words if they were to be misinterpreted or used against them.


Walls have ears, and pictures follow me
The singer feels like they are being watched by inanimate objects.


Can't you see they're trying to swallow me?
The artist feels like they are being consumed or engulfed by the objects around them.


Insanity, it's a real fine line
The artist reiterates the thin boundary between sanity and insanity.


And I want you to know
The singer reemphasizes the importance of the listener's understanding.


It's schizophrenic psychoanalytical nightmares
The singer repeats their feelings of confusion, fear, and anxiety associated with schizophrenia and psychoanalysis.


But who's to say they're not out there
The artist repeats their questioning of whether their paranoia is unfounded or justified.




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