Sometimes I feel like a fish out of water
Where I can't breath and I can't see straight.
My hands are clammy and my head is spinning dizzy
I think it has to do with something that I ate.
The government is putting poison in my coffee.
So they can hunt me, mount my head up like a trophy.

Sometimes at night I get the feeling that I'm not alone
I see things moving in the corner of my eye
But when I turn to look that something always disappears
And I am left with wetness running down my thigh

Someones watching, waiting, hiding in the shadows
Someday he'll hit me with his band of crazy psychos
Intent on my demise

When I had friends I had to keep this cool demeanor
I mustn't let them see the doubt upon my face
You see my friends have been replaced by clever doubles
Who are members of a spawn who come from deep dark outer space
They're body snatchers, life is imitating art now
And Donald Sutherland, I guess I'm play his part now
That everyone is out to get me

If paranoia is the result of simply knowing the truth
Then how I feel could become paranoia
I could prove these things if I could dig up the proof
Its a good thing my brothers cousin's a lawyer
Paranoia, nothing wipes out
Paranoia there's no stopping
Paranoia when your gripped with
Paranoia nothing rhymes with
Paranoia paranoia paranoia
Par-a-noi-a

Oh no, no, no, here we go again