They make you believe (for much time)
They make you believe (write in your face)
Take a look around… That's all broken… So…
Why so serious?

Putting down the tree-money
Changing oxygen by pride
You can't breathe your ego
You don't buy feelings
The life is upside down
From here don't touch the sky

Green guns of paper money
Verbal trigger hurting much more
The guns are all around
There is no way to fix the parts
Of this broken world
Smile-mask blocking your tears

Too poor to be happy
Too poor to have a soul
Too weak to fight
Too weak to save yourself
Too strong to be yourself
Too strong to smile

So
Take a look around
Why so serious?
This is a Joke!