Текст песни тот который кот домашний - так по разному

I downloaded emotions on wheels
Then they were removed, washed, and re-uploaded
there is not half over, so in the night and day,
Two and a half in a dark cellar lie
there is suffering in sealed bottles
then put up on the shelves clouds
and a thin trickle of a fireplace shelves
comes slowly out of soul music
I did not write is not true years
I muse does not take a step on the new
my stupid paper patterns
prvilno ink does not lie
Well I do not go out no matter how you asked
so that there did not ask, I did not try myself
I muse is the same as in last year's film
the right shall not result
I should not write, I do not finish this verse
vyrvany as the force from under the shackles likely
the nerves to finish the finished sketch
the notes that come up in a dream edema