More confusion catharsis.
Why hello there! You're looking well!
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When you walked into the bathroom I had to stop and ask myself
who is this woman in my bathroom?
I'd never seen the like before, until you opened my unlocked door
I bet your glad I was only taking a bath
It wasn't until some time later, checked a medical translator
than I found you suffered some kind of mental estrangement.
I could have have said anything, like you were a queen and I your king
but they probably have seperate bathroom arrangements, even in your derangement.
Tell me how you see the world? Are things a different speed?
Do colours mean the same, and sound recede?
With all the voices in your head, who do you like the best?
Can you come and go like a hotel guest?
I don't think you're so different, could we accept we're all the same?
we've all got voices in our heads, the trick's to pick which one's to blame
we think we're special it's to our eternal shame, but really we're just a little lame.
Sometimes, somewheres, I get confused or scared
I take a vacation in the bathroom
I start to think a little more about fixing the lock on that door
I'm told it just involves taking some maths.
Don't wish to sound unsympathetic, because it may be genetic
but I don't want to visit you in your containment
We could say we love each other while in your head I'm just your brother
but that's probably not the perfect arrangement,
even in your derangement
