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