Текст песни Хоумистудиопродакжин - Какое-то новое говно

I never wrote about cellars (and I haven’t come up with something else)
I never wrote about the eyes - that they burn out with napalm
I never wrote about that trembling - that once bound
And why write everything about one thing -
This song is about someone else ... (repeat)

I never wrote about love - and who needs it
Everyone is ready to break into blood even - to prove - his truth
No one here needs your brightest pure thoughts
In the clip fuck the wrong cartridge
This song is about someone else

All these songs are about someone else (repeat)