You run Although you are tired You are silent If you mean to talk You crawl Even if you go direct You are in the ground If you stand before me You laugh If you mean to howl You cry Only when you are happy You shout If you need your peace If once again you are in the sea A full self-pity dive You torment With it you have hurt nobody You shoot So that no bullets that miss Are hard So that you hit nobody With you and nobody sometime Your arm is sawed off You are the other me You are my other face You are my biggest problem You are a schizophrenic, you You are a schizophrenic, you You are a schizophrenic You are mentally ill And I long to do it You lie If you seek the truth You live Although you curse this world Stand up When you are weak Show the teeth So that you eat up nobody You fight Because you love the peace Take everything Because you always give everything You hate Although you long for love Play god If you surly imagine yourself in You torment With it you have hurt nobody You shoot So that no bullets that miss Are hard So that you hit nobody With you and nobody sometime Your arm is sawed off You are the other me You are my other face You are my biggest problem You are a schizophrenic, you You are a schizophrenic, you You are a schizophrenic You are mentally ill And I long to do it