Autumn schizos are crazy
Leaves fall from branches.
Spring is coming again
And the stream of thought flowed.
Poor schizo, poor schizo
You heal, heal, heal.
Drink pills, pierce
So that there was a good life.
The stream will stop
All thoughts will return to normal.
Drink pills, you drink
And they will save you.
Listen to your doctor
Don't be wrong yourself.
Look at everything jokingly
And choose salvation.
There is salvation your way
Only in this you believe.
It is inside,
You open the door to salvation.
And salvation is Christ,
He is love, savior, light.
You ask him a question
And he will give you the answer.
Will bring thoughts back to normal
And show you the way.
Leads us along the roads
For salvation, that's the point.