PM Today - Diagnosis / Comatose [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

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
Until my mind opens and there is nothing left to sew?
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