Lyric Coma

Tar and feathers hide your feelings
If you even know the meaning
Your high road is overrated
You left your guru out there hangin

Don t stay
Don t stay

Your appetite s insatiable
Devouring one thousand souls
It s more or less the same ole story
The princess and the whore. The lady.

Nobody sees it
Nobody hears it
Nobody breathin in a coma
So keep your secret
Your perfect secrets
It s just a game but no one s playin

In a coma lying, waiting
Desire fills the lonely craving
So many trampled-under footwear
But more to fill the trophy cases.