White walls all around me,
There is no hope.
I’m depressed when sober,
And mad on the dope.
Blackholes in my mind,
I’ve run out of time.
On the outside I’m helpless,
On the inside I’m blind.
I’ve got a bad case
Of the Schizophrenic Blues.
Shuffling lines,
No strings on my shoes.
I’m all better now,
Won’t you set me free?
I’ll be lost in your halls
For all eternity.
You take away my rights,
And I spit in your face.
Eighteen years old,
A mystery case.
On the wrong pill again,
I’m tweaked in the head.
The shadow of death
Flies over my bed.
I’ve got a bad case
Of the Schizophrenic Blues.
Shuffling lines,
No strings on my shoes.
I’m all better now,
Won’t you set me free?
Hello, darkness
I’m down on my knees!
The day has come,
I’m back home at last.
Your haunted hill,
Now part of my past.
But the world has grown up,
And I’m still the same,
Another attempt,
Who’s left to blame?
I’ve got a bad case
Of the Cedarcrest Blues.
Shuffling lines,
No strings on my shoes.
I’m all better now,
Why can’t I be free?
Your memory lurks
In prison-filled dreams.