Testo Enemy

Now I?m filled with pain, because of you The things you did to me, should not be true Before all the trouble came, that I went through I was a free and normal man and I was happy too Now I say, what should become of me ? I cannot see it now Yet I have to stand up, please tell me how... If I could only see you face, I surely asked you why Did all this happen, ouh please just help me through...