Текст песни The Chace

I'm hanging out in this nightmare
where voices call from everywhere.
I cannot move, kill him! They scream, kill him again!
I don't care about this earthling life,
I might as well go away to the other side.

My body keeps on trembling,
my limbs are really down and stiff,
I hit myself in desperate attempts just to wake myself up.

Still the voices keep yelling my name,
save me from this wicked game.
My body's filled with cold and sweat,A.C.T. - The Chace - http://ru.motolyrics.com/act/the-chace-lyrics.html
my mouth is dry, am I about to die?

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Why do they leave me now?
Don't they feel no sense of guilt?
As I will figure it out somehow.
It's like climbing up that endless hill,
not coming down.

My eyes are bleeding of things I cannot see,
I try to fight; I won't get free...