Текст песни БАЗА 8.5 - Гибкие Пули

and the room is dark Weapon
charged by stray bullets, ready for dinner
turn the head of my brother, beware
If your brain is under the gun bullets flexible
the surrender
It does not help not one doctor
a matter of time, and you has had it
and now we have a reason
wrote in the newspaper complaints even on the air
for he nepravelen somehow
even a chur
they are everywhere
watching you day and night
and only waiting for a weakness
it's over

flexible bullets brother, flexible bullet to the brain

Hold on tight torch guy
I hear his footsteps, I feel the smell in this frenzy
it is already there, and I feel like I demolish the tower!
Now I know what scared.
our torch a couple of flashes left before the finals
then you yourself know what scared me.
and you wake up in a cold sweat in his bed at home,
and I will remain a caricature in a notebook