Lyrics Jukebox The Ghost – Schizophrenia

Yes I can, no I can’t
Yes I can, no I can’t
Yes I can, no I can’t
Yes I can, I swear to it

Yes it is, no it isn’t
Yes it is, no it isn’t
Yes it is, no it isn’t
Yes it is, I know that
I know it sounds absurd but

We first met in the summer
Of my twenty-second year
I got scared and they appeared
Out of thin air

Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
Here they come, here they come
They’re after me, I don’t know anything

They got guns, they got knives
They got guns, they got knives
They got guns, they got knives and-and-and-and-and-and spies
I am no informant

We first met in the summer
Of my twenty-second year
I got scared and they appeared
Out of thin air

They knew my name
They screamed and screamed
They knew everything

Well, you could say that I’m well liked