Paranoiac Intervals/Body Dysmorphia ​of Montreal

[Part I: Paranoiac Intervals]

Haha, they're drugging us
That's how we are here in the fogs
Murder of faces in din of prosaic analogues
You're the only one with any shock of animation
You're the only one who's worthy of my concentration

I had to draw a line in my life
There's those I have time for
There's those I don't
What's up with you?
You're such a power
I want to give you my twenty-fifth hour
Thirty-six hundred seconds just for us
I'm being serious, I'm really curious
Are you afraid?
Or just don't dare?
Or just don't wanna?
Or just don't wanna?

Kissing you on Pike
In Bellevue Ave
Then a quick one at The Roosevelt while Steven was waiting

Counting wolves in your paranoiac intervals
Nobody's leaving, nobody is off the beat
You shouldn't try to unpeel my Pavlovian bells
You should be fucking with no one else
Anyone but me is an antipathy
Anyone but me is just your enemy
Only I see you the way you want to see yourself
You should be fucking with no one else