Текст песни Курсовой Проект - Кредит доверия

This all will be on your conscience, brother
The safe in our business lie Attorney
Investigators are rushing to finish the heads report
At The feds tapping links on stand
Yes, like you all to ugorazdilo?
Make a deal with the devil in the face of our government?
It is not my adultery with the state
Better than the old yard brotherhood than red cops slavery
From prison and from scrip never renounce
I was addicted, and you got free?
You never fond of nothing more than a similar
And now introduced us to the Criminal Code
Very nice - just do not understand
Strange position? You have now the Inquisition?
And what is it you hurt That girl?
What does she have time in my life, I saw the same to me ... I found a wholesale dealer
What else to expect from you, I'll probably read?
Try to catch in the Crazy Horse
Your thirst for power reached its apogee
I'm afraid - you're exhausted credibility

You ran out of credibility
You tested my patience
In this country of hypocrisy
We do not have equal with you
I do not want to know more of the truth
We heal the lie of our friendship last through wounds
You ran out of credibility
Post Soviet empire
Opened for you the doors of new opportunities?
I do not believe you brother ......
I do not know which one of us and what is to blame
Ripped veins - brotherly hands smeared with blood
That's a change - sided different
Dastardly betrayal - dark dirty thoughts
Opposites - bound traffic
I know you did not like it, you forgot many of our
In the six years covered and sleep peacefully?
The act of a decent man (Yeah ...)
Get a penny masks show, capture - Star Wars (Ha !!)
But it is difficult to accept this, I still remember her lips
Girlfriend made available and glad reported
Bravo great result premium plus salary
You ran out of a trust limit ... Brother
No offense to the normal New Year gift
In the next six years, she will be glad
And in the fifth year of course will be restored
In fact no one hurts area insomnia
You recorded all conversations
Our quarrels and disputes
Rats dig their burrows
With garbage swarming
I do not want to communicate with you
I'm not used to strangers, and even more afraid of their
What shall we say to our children
As we look them in the eye
Life remained one-third
And we ourselves drown each other
Salvation in the power structures
Bring on my butt for examination
On the one hand fingers
Count who remained
Yes see not burst into tears
Soon gone past
You just be patient
In heaven once and for all stop our friction
You ran out of credibility
You tested my patience
In this country of hypocrisy
We do not have equal with you
I do not want to know more of the truth
We heal the lie of our friendship last through wounds