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I've got eyes in the back of my head for Anything suspicious And if my number's up I'll take a bullet for Narcissus This narcissus, his power is his dream His politics are simply mean He doesn't trust what he hasn't seen He's so banal, he's made it mainstream I see the tension in his eyes The accusations he denies I wonder if he's realised That right behind him he's despised I'm strapped up, strapped in, wear the vest All the kit of an agent's chest Even though it's bullet-proof One could get through and that's the truth So I've got eyes in the back of my head for Anything suspicious And if my number's up I'll take a bullet for Narcissus As I survey the big event People think he's heaven-sent Devoted crowds who chant his name Letras de cancionesI sometimes think he lives for fame Oh Narcissus, it's so delicious To watch his make-up run He sweats and panicky, fakes reality He only cares for number one I've got eyes in the back of my head for Anything suspicious And if my number's up I'll take a bullet for Narcissus And if my number's up I'll take a bullet for Narcissus From Letras Mania