Lyrics

"Spiritual devils I see off in the distance... I thought I was crazy, too." In my mind I carry fear With my eyes I see what's there Murder Don't need it (Keep your secrets) Don't need No theories (I know your game) Call me A psycho (Cover your tracks) Conspiracy, conspiracy World don't work Like it seems Paranoid Of G.I. schemes Murder Don't need it (Keep your secrets) Don't need No theories (I know your game) Call me A psycho (Cover your tracks) Conspiracy, conspiracy (I can't speak too much right now I probably should be running I know it sounds ridiculous But my enemy is rather cunning You probably won't believe this But they're listening right now In fact, you're probably one of them Which means you have to go) Yeah!