08 Coma

aren't you dying for sunny days?
the heat stays briefly, you are turning blue
couldn't comfort you in this way
'cause all of my tricks are impromptu

need a useful hopeless mess to set you free
you're a killer of my suicidal tendency

record's playing in reverse
everybody wants someone to inflame
badass rockers begin to slur
while the bartender's so drunk and lame

I'll be touching your lips with greenish fingertips
though the plot for you is hardly close to a perfect fit

need a useful hopeless mess to set you free
you're a killer of my suicidal tendency

like a tuna on the sidewalk
it's a heavy load
but in the deepest coma I'm in love with you
my mind is filled with cliché but I believe it's true
in the deepest coma I'm in love with you
my mind is filled with cliché but I believe it's true

couldn't comfort you in this way
but I'd save you from those stupid things