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!