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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 |