When I was a young boy in 1999 I believed that everything was clear And I hope that after human cross the line It will be no wars, no rape, no fear.
And I saw the people with junk food in the hands Homeless guys on bench drinking beer Rich and lucky people in fancy restaurants So, that’s the life – different and clear.
People hate the people, I don`t know why
You are always right as if ya strong And it doesn`t matter what you`ll get behind You`ll never own up that you was wrong.
Don`t believe to what they say Don`t believe to what you see And nobody can`t believe Social justice is a myth.
• Try to make me see that I`m wrong Try to make me cry. Break all rules and you will see Social justice is a myth.