Some nights the ER is quiet as an EKG
But tonight it feels like every broken bone
Tonight it feels like every wounded soul
Is filling out a form or on the phone
I can't talk now, I'm in a parade
I can't talk now, I'm in a parade
Can't talk to you now, I'm in a parade
I can't talk now, I'm in a parade
Diagnosis: schizophrenic
Prognosis: guarded
Medication: Seroquel
Occupation: Street Angel
I drank some orange soda, then I drank some grape
I wear a hoodie now to cover my mistake
My head's a lollipop, my head is a lollipop
My head's a lollipop and everyone wants to lick it
I wear a hoodie now so I won't get a ticket
I write my verse for the universe, that's who I am
I can't talk now, I'm in a parade
I can't talk now, I'm in a parade
I can't talk now, I'm in a parade
Can't talk to you now, I'm in a parade
Diagnosis: schizophrenic
Prognosis: guarded
Medication: Seroquel
Occupation: Street Angel
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