John, El Esquizofrénico
Calle 13
John, The Schizophrenic
My name is John Alejandro and I am schizophrenic
I am not at all attractive, much less photogenic
My best friend is a clown who gives me advice
He has frog eyes and lives inside my ear
He talks a lot and sometimes gets upset
And when I ask him things he almost never answers me
But he gives his life for me and I give my life for him
We also know that there is a gap
Within our circle
People think I'm sick
Because I run around the city with my notebook
Talking to the dogs in shorts and boots
Jeans
An umbrella in hand and a bullfighter's hat
But I'm not bad at all, I also talk to people
I tell a lot of lies to play with your mind
I like giving wrong directions
So that people always arrive late to their destination
I'm walking with two fairy godmothers flying over me
Carrying syringes full of vitamins with morphine
Until my veins flood
Well, I spend my time making faces and people get confused
Forgive me if I'm laughing too much
It's just that my mother died yesterday and I got fired from work
I owe 6 months of rent, not a cent in my wallet
And I haven't bathed since October last year
I have my body all scarred
With deep cuts and first degree burns
But it's nothing serious, nothing delicate
I never notice because I spend all day under anaesthesia
I like to walk alone so I can talk to the wind
I have never had sex like a nun in a convent
Calm down even though I know I can explode
Suddenly like a mine in World War II
I am an antisocial psychomaniac
After greeting you I wash my hands with antibacterial soap
I am a mental patient, I admit it
But that doesn't give you the right to look at me askance
And treat me from afar
Come closer, I won't do anything to you
What looks like blood on my shirt is spilled tomato sauce
Come here, my friend, the scissors I have are for
Mowing the garden
I'm a serial killer, like those in miniseries
Behind the door, I collect dead people
To kill hunger, I eat cereal with blood for breakfast
I have no family, because I killed my family
Sometimes doctors come to visit me
With ghost costumes to try to cheer me up
Because I suffer from disorders yesterday I put my cat in the oven
And I hung his tail around my neck as an ornament
When I get the episodes I start to sweat sodium
And I scream very loudly to get the hate out
I'm also afraid of shadows
That's why I don't dare to go to the bathroom
And I pee on the carpet
It's normal, I'm only 13 years old
I still ride bikes and don't talk to strangers
But if I don't take my medicines during the year
Every day I dream of being able to hurt you
Chop you into little pieces with these same scissors
Put them in plastic bags and keep them in the refrigerator
Don't be scared, I took my medication today
I am in a good mood, very happy, with good breath
I know I have a serious face but I'm happy
I'm going to play with my friends in the cemetery right now
I'm actually in love with one of my friends
A year ago he died without leaving traces or witnesses
She is a beautiful girl with a violet-colored face
Every night he accompanies me on a bike ride
She doesn't speak because she is deaf and mute
And that's why people think I'm talking to myself and that
I need help
I'm a serial killer, like those in miniseries
Behind the door, I collect dead people
To kill hunger, I eat cereal with blood for breakfast
I have no family, because I killed my family
I'm a serial killer, like those in miniseries
Behind the door, I collect dead people
To kill hunger, I eat cereal with blood for breakfast
I have no family, because I killed my family