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Puzzle Factory

from Hand It Over by Neck

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about

Uncle Jimmy was a patient in what he called the “puzzle factory” I asked him why he called it that, he told me in the last puzzle factory he stayed at one of the patients there had called it that. He said maybe it’s because we do a lot of puzzles there. Or maybe it’s because they are trying to put all the puzzle pieces together to figure out what it is we have. During my stay there I wrote down things other patients had said and put pieces of the quotes together to make this song. It ended up being a testament to the treatment we received.

The words recorded came from individuals with different diagnoses, different genes, different backgrounds, and different ways of thinking and coping. Medication was the main form of treatment we received while we were there, we were not allowed to go outside and there was no one-on-one therapy. We spent a majority of our time with each other.

We mostly talked about what the doctors thought our diagnoses were and how they were treating us. We talked about how our illnesses had ruined many of our relationships with our friends and families. We talked about how misunderstood we felt- even to each other and about how isolated each of us felt.

This song is dedicated to them and to all those who struggle with mental illness, the stigma surrounding it, and receiving treatment. Proceeds go to the Brain and Behavior Research Foundation for grants to aid in the research of mental illness.

lyrics

The birds call through the darkness and it reaches to my cell

Keep fingering the pills out of their bottles till they’re gone

We’re hollow-eyed in the dark halls with no windows to look out

They’re watching all our mind-games and they’re writing them all down


They laugh at how my mind knows that I’ve heard my mother’s call

When my heaven is above me and it swindles the poor dawn

Which shines so whitely without a cup of instant smile

He’ll get his oh his blood in blood out for the cause


I tremble while my mind aches but they tell me it does good

The serum in my body unlike water moves me slow

It holds me till I’m under its spell and its control

And then I start to wonder why I can’t hear those birds no more

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from Hand It Over, released April 18, 2018

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