Take a good look at your conscience now and tell me what you see
‘cause I'm still trying to understand the word “companionship”…
This patriotic scene of life doesn't suit me here at all!
Remember how it started: truth and friendship, nothing more…
And I'm still searching for that truth
Searching for gone youth that you have lost so long ago…
Somehow I don't know what really goes inside your mind
And who has pa**ed the line of being wrong…
Somehow, I don't know…
And you can't even show some dignity
No, you can't show respect!
I never criticised your way of life
But you are just trying to show me how
I'm so wrong and what to do…
Well, I don't like your point of view
So why do we have to compete?
Why can't we just let it go and be?…
Become friends once again?
I know that you can understand
That there is no, there is no one to blame…
Man, if you'll just understand
That there is no point in hating so much
There is no point in being lost!
No matter how you look, there is always two sides to the coin…
You'll choose which way is better for you;
For someone else, it's worst than being told how to behave
Than feeling so much lost…
Yes, so much lost…