They saw him from the rooftops   They saw him from way up there   They just couldn't come down to where he was   They studied for years on end   They were always confused   They just couldn't believe how he abused himself      It's with us all the time   How he abused himself   And we abuse ourselves   They took lots of pictures   Hidden microphones      All he wanted was to be left alone   After years of footage and miles of tape   They're on their way down to him   And he can't wait to be with them all the time   We abuse ourselves and he abused himself   It's with us all the time      He abused himself and we abuse ourselves   They were looking for answers to all the hits he sent   There were way too many to document   They settled on a theory that we all knew      We just hide the fact that we abuse ourselves   Shot in the arm or shot in the head   It's killing me or all my friends   It spreads like a disease   We all become with ease   Blood balloons like a mushroom cloud   The rush is loud   The rush is loud