Written in 1999
Tell me, Why I am this way,
Tell me, Why you hate me today.
Tell me, Why I can't feel your pain,
Tell me, Why this should be my gain,
*I am nothing but a whore, no point in settling an old score...
I wish I wasn't me,
I don't know what I am going to be,
I am Comatose...I am Comatose.
I know, I don't care about you,
I know, I don't care about me,
I know, My lust is a fire that burns,
I know, Within me an evil churns,
*I am nothing but a whore, no point in settling an old score...
I wish I wasn't me,
I don't know what I am going to be,
I am Comatose, I am Comatose!
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