Schizophrenia Songtext
von Justin Furstenfeld

A silver-plated numbing gum
And Jesus resting on my thumb
A hard to reach malaria
I′ve got the mood that seems to scare ya'

And I′m paranoid, self-destroyed
Believe me, Lord, I'm sorry
I've got the mood that seems to bury ya′
I′ve got the nightmare called schizophrenia

I cry, I cry and I don't know why
The fever becomes my home
And I cry, I cry and I don′t know why
The fever becomes my home
Becomes my home
It becomes my
It becomes my


And I love it when you're holding me
You have a gentle way of calming
I haven′t felt that way since, since 1993
When my mother held me

I bet you're waiting for the long sob story
Of how I was mistreated again, no
′Cause no I wasn't built that way, I was strong and I was desperately brave
And I didn't mean to scare ya′, schizophrenia

I cry, I cry and I don′t know why
The fever becomes my home
And I cry, I cry and I don't know why
The fever becomes my home
Becomes my home
It becomes my
It becomes my


I cry, I cry and I don′t know why
I cry, I cry and I don't know why
It becomes my home
It becomes my home
It becomes my
The fever becomes my home
My
It becomes my