Текст песни PNL - ZanyNightmare

In the dark corridor, I carefully looked at the closet:
Maybe it hid in the darkness among other barricades.

The mezzanine and shelves, under the comfort, in the bin:
I don't really know where it is, where are you where,

And, if it were my will, you would not exist at all,
But without you, a sore head doesn't do things.

I continue to search, I carefully see the situation:
Pen and notebook as a sign to the brain - a lowercase stop.

And now, among the huge waves of all commonplace
thoughts
Inspiration like a bird suddenly appeared like that.

Every time, at least a couple of days, they take searches;
It's easier to shoot yourself than to stick your brain in this vice