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Why am I this way? Why am I this way? Tell me why? Why am I this way? Why?
Open wounds in the palms of my hands Festering through infectious time I feel so faint as my life spills over you
Back step over glass as I repent I fear I cannot prevent Myself from spilling your life all over me
I'm so sick, so sick of myself (Mother, say you'll pray for me) I'm so sick, so sick of myself (I'm premature in my decay)
I'm so sick, so sick of myself (Mother, say you'll pray for me) I'm so sick, so sick of myself
Shards of glass swimming in my eyes A small voice in the back of my mind That's whispering words I never want to hear
I pray that you won't hesitate As you watch me degenerate To reach in my wounds and extract all of my fear
I'm so sick, so sick of myself (Mother, say you'll pray for me) I'm so sick, so sick of myself (I'm premature in my decay)
I'm so sick, so sick of myself (Mother, say you'll pray for me) I'm so sick, so sick of myself
My suffocation, asphyxiation I've been choking on my own blood My suffocation, asphyxiation I've been choking on my own blood
I'm so sick, so sick of myself Mother, say you'll pray for me