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Justin Furstenfeld
Justin Furstenfeld
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Justin Furstenfeld
Justin Furstenfeld
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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
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