Jukebox The Ghost
Schizophrenia
Yes I can,no I can't,yes I can, no I can't, yes I can, no I can't, yes I canI swear to it,that's just how my brain works.Yes it is, no it isn't, yes it is, not it isn't, yes it is, no it isn't, yes it isI know that,I know it sounds absurd butWe first met in the summer of my twenty-second year,I got scared and they appeared out of thin air.Here they come, here they come,here they come, here they come, here they come, here they come,they're after me.I don't know anything.They got guns, they got knives,they got guns, they got knives,they got guns, they got knives and spies,Letras de cancionesI am no informant.We first met in the summer of my twenty-second year,I got scared and they appeared out of thin air...They knew my name,they screamed and screamed,they knew everything.You could say that I'm well likedbut I'll never be friendless...You could say that I'm alrightor you could say schizophrenic...
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