Oh My Goth!

Oh, my Goth!

Oh, my Goth!

Oh, my Goth!

Oh, my Goth!

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

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-

Oh, my Goth!

Subject me to your world

Oh, my Goth!

Take pleasure in your hurt

Oh, my Goth!

Subject me to your world

Oh, my Goth!

Take pleasure in my hurt

Oh, my Goth!

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 in pain

I know that I die gracefully in vain

I know inside deteriorates

Oh, my Goth!

Subject me to your world

Oh, my Goth!

Take pleasure in your hurt

Oh, my Goth!

Subject me to your world

Oh, my Goth!

Take pleasure in my hurt

Oh, my Goth!