(Chains)


Brains
My meds have gone and fried up my brain
And I’m two of a kind
As you can see
Whoa, this schizophrenia , got a hold on me, yeah

Brains
I can't get a break away from my brain
It runs around
i cant get free
Whoa, this schizophrenia won't let me be, yeah

I sure can tell you, it’s not bipolar
It’s not depression
It’s not a mania, too
So Darling, I’ve no use for all of these

Brains
My meds have gone and fried up my brain
And I’m two of a kind
As you can see
Whoa, this schizophrenia , got a hold on me, yeah

It defies logic I tell you
Your lips are sweet
But I’m so psychotic
But I can't break away from this mush inside my

Brains
My meds have gone and fried up my brain
And I’m two of a kind
As you can see
Whoa, this schizophrenia , got a hold on me, yeah

Brains
Brains of mush
Brains of mush
Brains of mush