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 coming 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 coming 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.