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Ана фон Дунаева
Electric light weights down on me
In silent room what I am in
And I can't hide or disappear
It sounds of nothing surrounds me

It's very hot and discomfort
Four corners, table and wardrobe
Me and my mind, we're hate each other
I get depressed and it's not over

There's someone cough behind my door
It seems that I'm not alone
I am going to open it
And now I see that is not real

I always woke up in my bed
Before I saw what was in there
It's just a dream and I am here
Electric light weights down on me