Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets Feeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Hello me, meet the real me And my misfit's way of life

And I've got a show to play In Birmingham tonight I got a cigarette I guess, I am tonight I got a glass of wine I should be feeling fine I ain't feeling nothing yet She's leading the second line Feel like I'm in front of it

Feeling paranoid True enemy or false friend? I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets Feeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Hello me, meet the real me And my misfit's way of life

La da dee doo La da da me La da da you When you were gone I think of you Yet I'm feeling like There is no better place than right by your side I had a little taste And I'll only spoil the party anyway