I assume that we are forced to get depressed. Our feelings can never be expressed. If I scream for help, will someone respond? If I ask for advice, will I get what I want? You feel like there's no one around. That it's not allowed to make a sound. They say there's nothing to be scared about. But I don't find the strength to get out. Oh how can we support you When you block yourself away from the world? Cause no one understands... We will listen, we will care. Our dejected world is so unfair. Everything will turn out right. Our faith is built on that. ♪ We could never solve the riddle Why everyone strolls through the streets With a face as long as a fiddle. It won't help if no one speaks. ♪ It remains a mystery What's wrong with our society And why we keep living in misery.