Underestimated and over-jaded With a constant feeling of kissing the ground And a bitter taste of non-personal failures going down The liars have never told us About growing up as being a self-resignation You can climb the hill or just die trying So many lost their lives in the boredom of waiting You have to choose your side And I’m done with playing cops, I’m done with queuing I swear I’ll try to be free Give the power to the thieves Long live the robbery and long live the crime Those who tarnished their name for the sake of their life And as there is a side for which we need to choose I chose the one where you’re told to lose. Give the power to the thieves Long live the robbery and long live the crime