Текст песни Луперкаль - Антидепрессант

I take a handle and take a notebook, and I start writing between the lines. The bad thoughts climb into the ball, I will go, I will get better. I am clever a glass of tea, and again again gathered to rhyme. But here the neighbor of Paradise came, and begins to interfere. "And how are you doing, then you tell me Nikitka" Well, you are silent to answer my question. Yes, everything is fine with my neighbor of Paradise. Now you do not bother because I am a rhyme between the lines.