Diagnosis - Comatose Lyrics

Marionettes care not if their painted all alike.

If they keep to themselves, don't make a sound, they may just get by.

But if I should free myself from my master's hands, this manifest master plan,

I'd be content with myself.

I tried so hard to be a fake, but I'm tired of this tiresome state,

No medicine I take could make the angels stay nor keep the demons at bay.

And they've been dreading these nightmares,

This mindless, man-made array of machines.

Will somebody remove this thread from my head

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Only then I'll fall apart at the seams,

Detach myself from these strings that hold me hostage and get the hell out of here.

I'm comatose yet I believe that I am real,

I'm comatose but I know I must be real,

And they have been dreading these nightmares,

When we're no longer mindless machines,

And they'll try to destroy me, dismantle me,

Before I wake and regain consciousness.

But I am real.