Paranoid Video (MV)

What was the word
Whisper it slow to me
Cash in
Each cut was the worst
But now I know why I can't win
Intelligence lost
Coup de grâce is my prerogative
I gain from your loss
I consult
The astronomically expanding chance that life is a game
I like to play with my head where it's already f*cking been
In your brain
I can stand on my own two feet
My legs are stilts until I learn your fatal flaws
Then I learn to rebuild
My personality
Decorum's just a tool for diplomacy
Just a means to an end
Ranging from gambling to poetry
When propriety becomes my concern
I still discern it from the minutes where I get the chance to channel these urges
I said
I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know
Take me through like T.M.Z so I can misinterpret every f*cking thing
Lately the inertia from hurt and suffering beings
Brings me to my knees
But only in the line of sight of another who might commend
All the states of mind I've come to comprehend
So take no offense to the chair my friend
I've got two legs broken by the pretense
I'm a strong, strong man
I do what I can to take it on the chin
Because the cross on which I stand is wearing thin
To hell and back again
I'm your guide through the trip
Sly, I'll admit I'm different
I only give a shit enough to notice it
Pouring out my mouth akin to sugar coating
In a slick second
We'll take it back, clap your hands and beckon
We're in the trap for a blessing and
I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know
I'd have you hate me
Because democide is the favor you plainly bless my life with
It pays me each day when ego dies
Mine's growing in a Bathory bath every time
You alleviate your guilt or seek ears in still stances
Trances then transfix romances
Hold still your tongue for vertical integration
I'm so in connection to everybody's brain
Let them melt as they try to just slide by the lies
What I felt when I spit them can't be described
By the tit I got them grabbed
Now the tip's in the bag
We can kiss the ground, mass gas then relapse
I got no last words, no passion that's dead
The world gave me the vial
I smashed it and laughed
Let me see the ecstasy draining so close to those you confide in
I am your slit throat
And I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know what is going on
I need to know, I need to know