everyone has a story to tell
we're just another line
in this very book we call history
we all have place in time
show some feeling rage and sadness
write it on the wall
such darkness fullfilling our minds
what still just makes us fall

ref:
so smile 'till your lips bleed
close your eyes full of whine
so smile 'till your lips bleed
is being sad just a crime

locked inside this four wall cell
of your own perfect world
you may think you're at the top
it's a sign of one's mind spoilt
crucified for being innocent
we are all the same
that's what we all used to say
but really so are we?