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.
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.
I cry. I cry and I don’t know why.
The fever becomes my home.
Becomes my home.
I love it when you’re holding me.
You have a gentle way of calming.
I haven’t felt that way since 1993,
When my mother held me.
I bet you’re waiting for a long sob story
OF how I was mistreated again.
No, I wasn’t built that way.
I was strong but desperately brave,
And I didn’t mean to scareya…
Schizophrenia.
My uncle Vic "jumped" off a 7 story parking deck in downtown Greensboro NC, But who knows, maybe he was flying? All I know is I loved him dearly and he always advised me of how wonderful my family was, as was I, and my writing. His encouragement still means the world to me and this song makes me remeber that everytime I hear it. I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU UNCLE VIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!
not religion, the truth.. we are accountable to a creator and we have a conscience designed for us ..God doesnt like religion either, keep asking questions that matter..
I have schizophrenia and I adore this song. I plan on getting "The fever becomes my home" tattooed somewhere. Maybe this can help people understand the mental illnesses better. :)
I feel if people stop pumping MEDS and over the counter crap they started doing from decades ago and born children that has to carry on in life by having meds pumped into them as well due to been dependent from before birth then the cycle of all these mental, physical deformity would come to a stop. Humans can breath, heal, live, survive without the freakin Meds and over the counter crap. Get into HERBS and Safe Supplements, clean healthy foods and clean Water.