Текст песни Wasted Ways - Моя правда

She can not hide money in a pack
It does not dry under the lid of the coffin
She did not drown in a whirlpool of fear
True , my will warm me forever
My truth , it is like the sun
Even the darkest clouds
Shut down her face forever
It is for me still shines
All those who tried to destroy it
All those who wanted to mix it with mud
On it will get unanimous
Burn in hell , you miserable creature