A Conversation - Girl In A Coma

Oh, wake me before I sleep

On your couch I did weep

About the good things in life

About the bad things in life

Life’s opinion is so stretched out

Self pity is what its all about

Self ugliness rules the world

It takes over all little girls

Walk me through my own private hell

The statue I disdain meets me in hell

Even it gives mourning

Join in hate give mourning

And run to my broken wing

And run to my broken wing

And run to my broken wing

And run to my broken wing