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