Four Fingers The Hitch-hiker
I always see you, no matter where I go
Torturing my thoughts, never ever letting go
The idea of being followed, it’s just a fear
And its not that I’m paranoid, cause I swear that I’m not
But just between me and you, and the voices that I hear
Theres gotta be a way out, there’s gotta be a way to make it stop
I know you’re close behind, but I don’t know where
Please just let me be, I promise to forget this whole thing
The idea of being followed, it’s just a fear
And its not that I’m paranoid, cause I swear that I’m not
But just between me and you, and the voices that I hear
Theres gotta be a way out, there’s gotta be a way to make it stop
Please please make it stop.
Why are you following me?
I have no idea who you are
Oh wait a minute yeah I do
You. Are. Me.
