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... You're such a part of me I can't believe it's real (Oh My Goth!) I crawl in my black box to hide I welcome misery with pride Take turns in whipping me, I bleed Enjoy the fantasy and greed I know that I die gracefully in vain I know inside deteriorates... You're such a part of me I can't believe it's real You're such a part of me I can't believe it's real You're such a part of me I can't believe it's real You're such a part of me I can't believe it's real Oh my Goth! Subject to your world Oh my Goth! Take pleasure in your hurt Oh my Goth! Subject to your world Oh my Goth! Take pleasure in my hurt I know that I die gracefully in vain I know inside deteriorates in pain... I know that I die gracefully in vain I know inside deteriorates... Oh my Goth! Subject to your world Oh my Goth! Take pleasure in your hurt Oh my Goth! Subject to your world Oh my Goth! Take pleasure in my hurt Oh my Goth!