Текст песни ВАНТУЗ - ТРИ КУПЛЕТА

I have nothing to add to what was said earlier
Writing poetry does not allow me to state
After all, I came to the edge of his own fault
And it will have to answer for just me
I spent the day trying anything to invent
I went to buy ice creams for inspiration
But nothing came of the attempt number three
According to honestly admit that I have inside
I feel now so disgusting
And I was terribly ashamed of it all really
I guess I have not slept really so
But this fact is not an excuse to do the slag
There's something else, and personal problems
It's more of an excuse to get away from the main topic
I want to write the music of the words
But in this direction head cooks

Chorus write without music like me feel better
Already there are three verses Down and Out the trouble started
It's much better than what I wrote
When the morning tired composed
After two to come treasured Saturday
Day of recording is more important than the damn job
Yet never was this year such
What would a couple of days everything was not ready

I will write at night even if it is three days
Finish the song timeline is more important for me
Another attempt is to me to bed early
I delete everything to start from scratch
I do not wake up tomorrow, I will add no eating
Words are necessary as the air I breathe texts
Sutra without leaving even his bed
Please remember you have time to finish
If you had all the normal I continue to live
Otherwise, I can not will yourself to forgive
Then I try to remember at least a couple of words
But my memory is worse in the morning than the donkeys
Come up with something new always easy given
From the moment when it was just beginning
And now this new hitch and verse
I put it mildly behave like a madman

It seems easier for the night and was let go
Learn to me where does this force
Almost finished text and seems pleased with it
But judging by the symptoms I'm sick of this matter
Well nobody prohibits self
Such we have rules for the whole of civilization
I do not want anybody to me a decree
But if you do not like myself will cleanse the toilet
My piggy bank is not fully the weight of the coins
As for pennies collected letters there in verse
Inside has remained not so much space
It's a pity I can not roll their brains dough
While I like I do with the soul
And I will do so as long as I live
Faith in yourself strong only strengthen doubts
The success of the implementation in the amount of patience