Bullet for Narcissus

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 is Paris' 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 realized that right behind him, he's despised
Strapped up, strapped in with a vest
All the heat of an agent's chest
Even though it's bulletproof, one
Can 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
They sometimes think he lives for fame
Oh, Narcissus, it's so delicious to watch his makeup run
He sweats a panic, he 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