Enslaved to silence ISee the freeBut in schiz I surely stayIt is much easier toChange your tuneWhen you song ain’t being playedYouth Camp junkies don’t get enough to make the buzz lastWhere ya’ll at, where ya’ll atYouth Camp junkies don’t get enough to make the buzz lastheads up seven up to the schizophreniacSchizophreniac…SchizophreniacI see the stone faced to the one way trackSchizophreniac…SchizophreniacHeads up seven up to the schizophreniacEasy I flake out asI speak the words that my soul don’t wanna sayChanging my colors as focus brings outMy subtle shades of greyWell it’s the brain child from the histile, people of the rockGot 66 rounds of schizophrenic soundsYet I stress in the realm of the mentalNo rental cause for applause like yentalGentle on the wire ’cause I rock the gondolaA string habitatSpare me no room for the fatPat the ground with the head that much prefer the cloudsThe mind of the Pahrisee is subject to the gravityWe must avoid the gravityDon’t show ya heads ’round here ’cause you’re bound to lose ’emThe strain will make ya choose ’em