text: To the voyeur, seated in a darkened room
  Do you thrill when the green light starts pulsing?
  Paranoia, the only valid point of view
  If you know what Im saying
  Im not alone, being followed
  Someone always watching what we do
  Never alone, but Im in the shadows
  I dream things I dont want you to know
  Something shifting between the sirens and the glow
  Of red lights and the blue slowly turning
  The fog is lifting
  A silhouette begins the show
  Then the moment is stolen
  In this chamber lit by scandal
  Youre the bullet in the barrel
  Youre the last thing as Im falling
  Bloody roaring still Im calling out
  Im calling out
  Im not alone, being followed
  Never alone, Im being followed