You should just live your life to your convenience.
I will never make you have to say you're suffering.

I hear these kinds of temptations at the base of my ears.

I constantly seek freedom, but am unable to find it,
in this cruel reality with no place for me to be,
as I gaze at this unpleasant map.
My body has been cut up, and fades away in pain.
Both my memories and wishes are painfully changing their colors.
In my left hand is an unforgettable wound.
I am Paranoia.

My head hanging down,
my ears unable to hear anything,
my throat unable to scream,
my feet unable to move...
I don't know if it's a dream or reality,
but I'm positive that you were looking at me.

While struggling within the murky darkness,
I have discovered myself many times,
as the red butterflies remaining in my right hand scatter around.
If I don't sleep, and instead keep on walking,
when will I be able to reach that place?
I see your footprints on my pathway, so I can longer turn back.
I am Paranoia.

- Paranoid Doll (Gakupo Kamui)