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Aahhh!!! Shout to me.

I need the voice from the other side,

I can't be crazy.

I need the voice, I can't be crazy.

I am stuck in my box, stuck in myself,

the pessimistic fog that

surrounds me

takes away my will,

takes me to dementia,

makes me a slave of my

confused mind.

Mother! Shout to me.

I need to hear the voice

from the other side,

I need to believe that I'm not crazy.

The pressure

made me loose control,

made me weak,

drowned in self-pity and fear,

so much to do,

so much to say,

and I am stuck in my box,

mixing up days and hours.

Mother! Shout to me.

I need to be on the other side,

I need to say that I am not crazy.

Please!Somebody turn off

this infernal music.

Somebody break down

these damned walls,

it's cold and dark here,

and I can't cry.

Mother! Call me.

I need to hear your voice

on the other side,

I need to believe

that I'm not crazy.