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