They say your life is like a yellow brick road

That's nice, mine's like a maze

Is there some secret handshake that I do not know

'Cause I stop and ask for help and people tell me different ways

Sometimes they're right and sometimes they're wrong to me

Well it's like a game, they're winning, best of three

'Cause trickery's always triggering sirens in my head

In my head

And trickery's trying to cover my eyes and cloud my head

Cloud my head

I'm like a homeless man caught in a storm

With no point to run for cover

As I stand motionless under the gray

This H2O invisible army infiltrates my brain

Sometimes they're right and sometimes they're wrong to me

Well they're comming fast, they're only pickin' up speed

'Cause trickery's always triggering sirens in my head

In my head

And trickery's trying to cover my eyes and cloud my head

Cloud my head

I wish I could discern the things I cannot see

Or am I too concerned with finding clarity?

All these questions are killing me

And everyone tells me different things

Sometimes they're right and sometimes they're wrong

They're comming fast, they'll be here before too long

Trickery's always triggering sirens in my head

In my head

Yeah, trickery's trying to cover my eyes and cloud my head

Cloud my head

Trickery's always triggering sirens, and

Trickery's trying to cover my eyes, yeah

Trickery's always messin' with my head