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Talking To Myself

Here in this room
I hear the sound of keys in my door
I can't take it anymore
They walk into my room

I'm strapped to my bed
I look up I feel dizzy in my head
I feel like screaming but my vocal cords are dead
Will this torment be over soon

They pump me full of strange drugs
And they beat me till I remember names
They break my fingers till I pass out with the pain
Here in this room

I awoke to the sound
Of the rats that scurry on the ground
I shake my head at the pain that pounds and pounds
Then I hear whispers in the gloom

I must be talking to myself
There can be nobody else
But me in this room
I must be talking to myself

In the darkness of the room
The image crisp and clear
My mother's with me - her voice I hear
In my deliria

So child - like I cry
In me a secret never to be out
I tell my mother - who nods back while I shout
In my hysteria

I must be talking to myself
There can be nobody else
But me in this room
I must be talking to myself

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