Текст песни Наследство - Депрессия

I do not want to be a suicide,
After all, I do not belong to myself.
Forgive me, I wanted to forget
And quietly submit to her fate.
And my life - a game without rules,
And I'm still trying to make a draw.
I'm sorry that I got to be afraid of
During his life for the blind.

Depression. Depression.
Depression. Depression.

Probably everyone has experienced this feeling,
When there is nothing in front,
When the soul so dark and empty -
That is about to fall, that and look.
But I do not want to lie on the pavement,
Causing disgust and fear,
Or half dead on a hospital bed,
Radiating cold and darkness!

Depression. Depression.
Depression. Depression.

I do not want to bring unnecessary trouble.
And it's better to just forget me.
I know someone will die of laughter,
Crystal glasses clinking.
But I do not care who will be next.
When will all the same.
Wine of my life is filled with poison,
And I drink this wine.

Depression. Depression.
Depression. Depression.