They saw him from the rooftops
They saw him from way up there
They just couldn't come down to where he was

They studied for years on end, they were always confused
They just couldn't believe how he abused himself
It's with us all the time, how he abused himself and we abuse ourselves
They took lots of pictures, hidden microphones
All he wanted was to be left alone

After years of footage and miles of tape
They're on their way down to him
And he can't wait to be with them all the time
We abuse ourselves and he abused himself
It's with us all the time, he abused himself and we abuse ourselves

They were looking for answers to all the hits he sent
There were way too many to document
They settled on a theory that we all knew

We just hide the fact that we abuse ourselves
Shot in the arm or shot in the head, it's killing me
Or all my friends, it spreads like a disease
We all become with ease, blood balloons like a mushroom cloud
The rush is loud, the rush is loud