"Schizophrenia" lyrics

"Schizophrenia"

Let me loosen you up with drugs!

Many are sufferin' from Schizophrenia, plenty are
Destroyed mentally, really any one of you could pretend that you are
Atrocious pigs diagnosin' wigs
I diagnose you too disgustin' for society, catch ferocious jigs
Takin' the body count cancer took, cats that would
Have Manson shook, studied the Bible and ate half the book
Your fuckin' grill's a million bucks with skin peelin'
Off your flesh, you're so appealin', fresh, the realest fuck
Stay in the streets with your shank but for now, we'll fill up
Your blood bank with crank, you skank, nurses to thank
Neuralgin, Wall Street, college students
Accountants losin' their minds and they haven't found 'em
Psychology 101, you've become
What you studied once, now you're the patient to psychology's son
Put on a good show 'cause the doctors are mockin' you
Clockin' you, peepin' you, watchin' you, ready to lock you, duke
You cats bite me while everythin' that you sing is soft
You cats can't write raps, might as well bite your fingers off

It's Schizophrenia!
Clozaril, Haldol, Thorazine, Risperdal, Olanzapine (Yeah...)
Luvox, Lithium, Depakote, Anafranil, Tegretol
It's Schizophrenia!

You're a psycho, screamin' like Joan of Arc burnin'
Rockin' a fuckin' mullet, you're keepin' it gully, white trash vermin
Tattooed up and screwed up, crack viled up and restrained
Some Annie shit 'cause the pain remains
You're vulgar with a mustache, you're also female
Delusional genius, complex like a laptop with email
Like Uncle Howie shootin' up when you're twelve
Now you're forty-five and your life is diamonds in hell
You're on some Bundy shit, black decks, and a hunchback
A matrix brain interface like a corroded nut sack
Mustached out like Janet, schizophrenic cadavers
Hyper-active and paranoid, panic a Joni Mitchell addict
Bags under the eyes of a hag
A blonde grimace, nose-pickin', hysterical dirtbag
I don't like close-ups, so back the fuck up
Before my knife slices you and leaves you with a cut that won't close up
You look like that chick from Law & Order
You used to be somebody's daughter, now your mental's slaughtered
Take your pills with water, prescription drugs flow through your aorta
Nowadays, it pays to be normal but you can't afford it!

It's Schizophrenia!
Clozaril, Haldol, Thorazine, Risperdal, Olanzapine (Yeah...)
Luvox, Lithium, Depakote, Anafranil, Tegretol
It's Schizophrenia!

It's Schizophrenia!
Clozaril, Haldol, Thorazine, Risperdal, Olanzapine (Yeah...)
Luvox, Lithium, Depakote, Anafranil, Tegretol
It's Schizophrenia!

[?]
"Really?"
" [?] The fuck is he talking about?
The fuck? [?] over here
They're coming over here. I see them. They're everywhere
Look! Look! Look over there
Look! [?] AHH!
Look! He's over there now. Do you see him?
[?] over there
Look! Do you see him? There. Over there
No [?] they came over here because they wanted to talk to me about them
No, she said [?] "


Writer(s): Mark Heard
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