Everybody's got something hiding in the back of their mind

Everybody's got something up their sleeve, yeah...

Everybody's got tangled wires tight as they can wind

And all of them trying to strangle me, yeah...

I'm smelling a conspiracy

Telling lies about me constantly

They follow me, I see them there, don't they know

That feeds my paranoiac personality.

Everybody's got vicious rumors dripping off of their tongue

Everybody can't wait to see me run, yeah

Everybody's got loaded stories, and I know for a fact

Everybody sees a bulls-eye on my back, yeah...

I'm smelling a conspiracy

Telling lies about me constantly

They're stalking me, I see you there

Don't you know, that feeds my paranoiac personality.

I'm smelling a conspiracy

They're telling lies about me constantly

They point at me, they stop and stare, don't they know

They feed my paranoiac personality.

My personoiac paranality

Paranoiac personality.