commatose Testo

I couldn't even hear you on the phone
We've been caught up in a one-note monotone
I've been living with my head down, comatose
Your memory walks as a roving ghost

Tacet alibi
Hold me underwater
In your sweet embrace
Wear me out
Terror at your heels Whatever makes you feel good
Burning through each hour
To wait it out

I couldn't even hear you on the phone
We've been caught up in a one-note monotone
I've been living with my head down, comatose
Your memory walks as a roving ghost
And when I triеd to reach her on the phonе
We got lost in the three-note area code
She was soaked into the carpet and her clothes
Monument to the fear that has taken host

I couldn't even hear you
I couldn't even hear you
I couldn't even hear you

Turn to the left
Turn to the right
Turn to the left

Gold rush
Bleeding hole where the coal was
A raging bull where your soul was
I love you better when you're kept in check

Plastic death, plastic death
Suck the marrow till there's nothing left, nothing left
Send every message as an SOS, SOS
I love you better when you're kept in check


There's no mystique
Even in death just a cheap pastische
We're belly-laughing in the nosebleeds

Plastic death, plastic death
Suck the marrow till there's nothing left, nothing left
Send every message as an SOS, SOS
I love you better when you're plasticine, in stark submission
Trepanation bloodflow

Dawn will glean clouds of bone
Let your hatred take control
In sacred sleep, you will seize
Daylight unbound by flesh


In this light, this gorgeous lie
Weathered white, in tempestuous tides
Bleeding out in advertising red
Couldn't wait, couldn't handle all the love to pass through you
Rows of evergreen stand by silent water
All is full of love, all is beautiful