They’ve sent my baby away
To a mental institution
Whatever she says I’m on her side
Whatever distance between us
One time she called me late in the night
Saying I might have understood
The love I spread is some crazy shit
It turns me like a fool
They think they can lock you up
Wrap you in some molecule jail
Instead of hitchhike like a mad compass
From the East to the West
May the devil wishpers in our ears
Or do we get incredible skills
All I know is even my own brain
Can turn against me
He is her saviour
She is his saviour
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