And every morning comes too soon
   All your nights are sleepless
   Poison arrows
   To ruin your tomorrows
  
   Below suspicion
   Cafes full of people dressed as spies
   And all I know
   Is guilt for being different
  
   It's always raining stones
   There's a killer in the home
   In a small town
   Everybody looks the same
  
   There aer unwritten rules
   Unspoken words
   Should I pack my fear and go?
  
   I have to leave somehow
   Before they run me out of town
   I have to leave somehow