How does it feel to be the scapegoat?
Our nation is dying, our system is broken by your fault
How does it feel to be a target?
In a country where people they learn and then start to forget
Is everybody blind?
What a beautiful day?
What a wonderful waiting?
In the town hall, everybody's trying to smile
But in the crowd outside you can hear some people shouting
(?)
Something's should never come us
We don't wanna fight but you know
People they're not allowed to choose their own path
Someday we will tell her the reason why
When we walk down the street some people starting to laugh
What ever it's (?)
When you having to a dream then sometimes you have to tough
We don't wanna fight but you know
You're (?)