Текст песни РустамычЪ - 100500 ненужных песен

A new verse, the old tune, the next night,
Again you for a bit line, drawn with again
Hoping to erase you from the memory -
Spilling into sheets of the thoughts that had accumulated,
It is not the first time I am writing to you last verse,
But you can not let go as the smoker nicotine,
I do not get rid of the habit of loving you,
And these songs and would trail behind me ...

Maybe I'm worthless rapper, poet without imagination,
But why invent, from the heart after each verse,
And I lied to by the way - from the songs I did not become easier,
Because it is impossible to tell the feelings sheets
So I emptied myself and I can not,
So I love to see you continue your journey,
And as long as I live and heart will beat,
I'll write these verses in which it makes no sense,
No funds from these ills, where I look for the answer,
When my heart is so empty just thought about you -
The emergence of new verses can not be overcome ...