Wesley Willis - Chronic Schizophrenia | Текст песни

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My mind plays tricks on me every time I say something
It brings evil voices out of my head and talks to me vulgar
Then suddenly, I started raving

Chronic schizophrenia, chronic schizophrenia
Chronic schizophrenia, chronic schizophrenia

But when I have bad luck
I'll always hear evil voices talking to me vulgar
Everywhere I go riding on the cta bus, all I hear is vulgarity
I hear no music at all

Chronic schizophrenia, chronic schizophrenia
Chronic schizophrenia, chronic schizophrenia

Riding in the streets with no music sucks
Everywhere I go, I cruise the streets being called an asshole
Plus I'm being ridiculed and called a bum and called stupid

Chronic schizophrenia, chronic schizophrenia
Chronic schizophrenia, chronic schizophrenia

Rock over London, rock on Chicago
Pontiac, we build excitement

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