Oh My Goth! کے بول

I know I prefer to hurt it seems to comfort me and burn I never asked for it - question. I never wanted it to end I know that I die gracefully in vain I know inside deteriorates in pain you're such a part of me I can't believe it's real I crawl in my black box to hide I welcome misery with pride takes turns in whipping me I bleed enjoy the fantasy and greed Oh my Goth! Subject me to your world Oh My Goth! Take pleasure in my hurt