Oh my blue-eyed boy

Built something to destroy

Is it getting high?

High

Oh you cheeky face

Shirt open to the waist

Now it's really getting cold



One more paranoia, I don't want another

Oh yes I confess, I don't want another



Yes you handsome man

Wicked boy, you sycophant

Are you ready to feel?

Deep stress, nothing new

Anxiety to use

Coming through the door



One more paranoia, I don't want another

Oh yes I confess, I don't want another



Ah

Ah



Taken many drugs, popped so many pills

Gasp at my adventures, marvel at my thrills

One more paranoia, I don't want another

Oh yes I confess, I don't want another

One more poison thought, don't want another

Yes, yes I confess, I don't want another