Текст песни Dump 'em To The Grave - Город-вор

What is in your mind, hold firmly:
Night in the city.
And you're stuck here.
Passing through the storm, appreciate the sunrise in the morning ...
In the morning sunrise ...
Bad habits: do their own conclusions
As a new drink from the bottle.

All notice, standing on their feet.
All you see: a living, not in dreams.
Dirt, money stolen.
The town is hidden under the mask.
Beautiful landscapes are created to be peace,
All want something, the same thing with you.
The dream did not break, breathe calmly.
The dream is not broke, surrender - will hurt.

Etc.:
Someone needs to be on your side.
Someone should give a chance to this city - a thief.
Waste of life - use the moment,
What time has taken away - the sound of coins.

Remembering mistakes during the day carries.
I hear people talking, it mows with his feet.
Language boneless as the Spanish phrase book,
Here you can get cranky and will drive to the nursery.
As in the seventy-sixth De Niro in "Taxi Driver":
Partial rage seen in this artist.
With such talk does not accumulate on the "Camaro"
Without this man be the time has come.

Location, brother, sometimes it does not matter.
Forward running is not terrible for you.
Dirt, money stolen.
The town is hidden under the mask.
Entrenched evil screams in the correct character.
This rich city is not left alone.
What is bad - from under the nose drags,
The nature of success - does not notice anything.