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There's something wrong with me
I cannot move my head
No sight in front of me
My eyes are burning red
I feel an awful smell
Coming beside to me
My bed and clothes are wet
And I'm freezing to death

Hearing whispers all around
Trying to drive me insane
very strange images
Pass in front of my eyes
Hearing whispers all around
Trying to drive me insane
Sounds loud as Hell trying to
Bread my fuckin' brain

I must be in my room
I try to find the door
I only make out faces
That hanging up the walls
Some cry and some just laugh
I cannot figure why
I hear them blaming me
And tell me I must die

Hearing whispers all around
Trying to drive me insane
very strange images
Pass in front of my eyes
Hearing whispers all around
Trying to drive me insane
Sounds loud as Hell trying to
Bread my fuckin' brain

Suddenly I understand
That this all isn't real
i try to reach the door
Still being freaked out
It's just a trick of mind
I'm sure that it will pass
But after two-three steps
I fall again in dark

Hearing whispers all around
Trying to drive me insane
very strange images
Pass in front of my eyes
Hearing whispers all around
Trying to drive me insane
Sounds loud as Hell trying to
Bread my fuckin' brain

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