Лады - Пустышка
текст песни

Give me a tutorial
How to live this life, not this parody
I'll read what I should do in the last chapter
This isn't a wake-up call
I'm searching between two pathetic lines
Where to put the stencil I prepared
Ctrl C Ctrl V and it's done
And now I have a new word
And let it be a recognized cliché in the world
It seems to have greater significance
After all, it will take longer to read me now
But will anyone even read my thoughts!?

Like a poem, I was created as a muse
But the poet has apparently run out of writing
There's never any inspiration for simple stories
Like a book
I never got published
And no one will ever hear of me
And in an empty book, they won't see the invisible text
Dummy

My thoughts are short lines
Written in a tight deadline
And a low voice somewhere on Litres won't read them
Text file not recognized
It's too late to figure it out
Even for those who once had an interest in it
Flipping through empty pages
Through empty zeros, ones
Someone will look for a hidden meaning in this nonsense
They'll delete it, get tired of it, and abandon it
And answer when asked
Here, the author means nothing at all

Like a poem, I was created as a muse
But the poet has apparently run out of writing
There's never any inspiration for simple stories
Like a book
I never got published
And no one will ever hear of me
And in They won't see the invisible text in an empty book
Dummy

Like a poem, I became a muse
But the poet apparently ran out of writing
There's never any inspiration for simple plots
Like a book
I never got a print run
And no one will hear of me
And they won't see the invisible text in an empty book
Dummy