When you laugh you're crying In the light you're dying In the mob you're raped for the truth So tell me now what's the cost of your Youth? Shoot now, think later For the dead it doesn't matter Only bullet maybe better than shame So tell me now what it's like to be insane? Just the same, same feelings You stop again, you came to killing The podium you walk on is too high to hide You can't run away from your own suicide