Everything looks red
Could the tide be turning?
Voices in my head
Paranoia burning
Paranoia burning

I don't feel safe
Things do not feel roomy
I can't save the waif
Giants they get to me

Turn another page
I take another bride
I don't need to act my age
'Cause god is on my side

Giants they get to me

Lock the door
Live in dread
Giants get you
In your bed

Lock the door
Live in dread
Giants get you
In your bed