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