Текст песни Comatose - P.M. Dawn
Pas...
quand
j'etais
une
femme
solitaire,
j'ai
pui'eppe.
Oh.
never
mind
me
man
I'm
just
rhyming
here
It's
an
old
one
that
no
one
knows
anyways
That's
the
way
it
goes
Kisses
directions
through
my
mind
every
time
Guess
he
likes
to
collect
blue
hickies
I
dunno.
I
remain
the
same
Comatose
anyways
S'whatever
Ask
me
that
question
again
Who
am
i
what
am
i
Look
at
my
face
the
eyes
don't
lie
If
i
was
with
a
smooth
tongue
Used
for
fun
I'd
take
a
look
at
myself
And
ask
myself
why
i
got
a
thread
A
thread
that
i'm
holding
on
for
Sandy
My
mind's
taking
things
that
are
going
on
Close
to
the
soul
And
actually
steppin'
on
These
people
are
doing
wrong
The
list
can
go
on
and
on
For
ages
Tangled
up
through
mazes
As
lost
as
a
meal
that's
pushed
to
a
panther
I
keep
my
eyes
on
those
who
pass
by
They
look
to
pm
dawn
the
quest
for
the
answer
Mercy
mercy
me.
till
i
see
The
end
of
the
human
race
is
grand
prix
Mr
red
knows
i
pose
a
threat
Yea.
i'd
like
to
see
him
sweat
Dr
vibe
tends
to
get
hypnotic
Reality
thinks
the
prince
be
is
erotic
The
magic
wand
seems
to
be
misplaced
I
can't
see
it
if
it's
covered
in
lace
The
best
way
to
keep
your
word
is
not
to
give
it
I
don't
make
promises
cause
promises
die
But
those
who
use
hate
just
won't
participate
So
that's
why
i
choose
to
use
my
eyes
And
stay
comatose
A
positive
and
negative
impression
on
your
brain
Whatever
remains.
whatever
stays
the
same.
Results
from
an
inside
view
or
perspective
Other
than
that
persona
snaps
under
strain
But
what
remains
to
be
seen
Is
how
you
chose
to
use
your
time
And
still
the
point
blank
calculations
unclear
Of
whether
your
text
can
catch
these
lines
Or
toss
em
to
the
side
So
you
can't
realize
Illusion
only
lasts
until
the
scene
is
through
Approachin'
this
scenario
What
would
you
do
Lose
your
noodle
Or
try
some
voodoo
Accept
defeat
then
what's
the
next
phase
Rely
on
the
brave
Rely
on
the
copious
The
secret
of
any
victory
lies
In
the
organziation
of
the
non-obvious
In
a
comatose
So
they
tell
me
a
lie
To
keep
my
head
straight
But
view
sets
the
fronts
like
an
unseen
crime
I
like
to
watch
a
watcher
close
And
see
what
they
might
take
A
tick
from
a
tock
A
line
from
a
rhyme
A
leaf
off
an
elm
A
move
might
yell
bold
An
unseen
realm
Or
what
that
realm
holds
Is
nothing.
nothing
that
makes
sense
They
walk
with
small
talk
And
i
watch
the
consequence
swell
up
And
overflow.
into
a
large
brook
Maybe
it's
the
undertow
of
what
the
tide
took
The
put
together
scenes
Make
it
all
seem
clean
A
pacified
pictures
. the
life-fiend
dream
Till
it's
tried
by
the
spies.
that's
when
they
realize
The
rose
ain't
red
and
the
violets
ain't
blue
But
those
that
are
swift
will
pin
point
the
trip
And
everyone
else'll
think
it's
de
ja
vu
Except
the
comatose
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