Текст песни Saint Smoker - Равный обмен

hey look back because I already behind the guy
under these lines you and your friends would not get stuck.
they have Jam type, this is nonsense geese.
really simple - because you have no friends.

one day you're in someone else's pocket ochneshsya
and you realize that you were sold together with the soul.
for an extra zero to ten or stew bank
there was a close friend of yours, but alas, he went recently

You just told him not to leave me in captivity
do not have to run away in delirium, believe I thanked.
but he left satisfied, you're in exchange for money in the bags,
until the sun with the moon change postures day fucked.

and this court as a jungle, there is not disentangle vario
in exchange for a true friend bitches stop loving yourself, not cooking
his cauldron that give him a similar chance
and he'll probably same broom in the face will