Текст песни Wasted Ways - В пасти города

No more fear than the fear of losing yourself
In the depths of gray days in the maelstrom of everyday life
Do not let doubt destroy your life
Swim against the tide, his friends hold

Inaction is a virus that must kill
Lost, forgotten, but all of them do not care
All of these people live in the cells of the last time
The logs motley titles - all this is not about us
Concrete, asphalt and soot - all something that used to
You run from house to house in search of living

Last minute window panel houses
Like a pack of rabid dogs
As fears of your children's dreams
Take away the remains of our warm tracks