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Coma

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Coma est sorti le 7 septembre 2018 par G59 Records dans le cadre de l'album I Want to Die in New Orleans

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7 derniers jours

00:30 - 00:35

Coma a été découvert le plus fréquemment à environ 30 secondes après le début de du titre au cours de la semaine dernière

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PRÉSENTATION

PAROLES

Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION

Ruby Da Cherry

Chant

Scrim

Chant

COMPOSITION ET PAROLES

Aristos Petrou

Paroles/Composition

Scott Arceneaux Jr.

Scott Arceneaux Jr.

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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE

Budd Dwyer

Production

Chris Athens

Ingénierie de mastérisation

Mike Foster

Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

[Verse 1]

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay

Serve on, ser-serve on, now you know I'm out here hard

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay

Serve on, ser-serve on, now you know I'm out here hard

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay

Serve on, ser-serve on, now you know I'm out here hard

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay

Serve on, ser-serve on, now you know I'm out here hard

[Verse 2]

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who the fuck was that ugly ass boy I saw?

Yung Mutt, what a dumbfuck, dirty like a dump truck

Such a fucking bum, hauntin' sluts guts

I'm disgusted, I'm busted up

What the fuck did I just put up my nose?

I'm buggin' out, knees buckle

I'm duckin' out, I'm in trouble

Now, I can see the clouds, lights out

Now, I lay myself to sleep, now that I can rest in peace

No questioning my misery, my deathwish granted blissful sleep

My body turns to worms for the birds to eat

Internal decay for eternity

[Verse 3]

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay

Serve on, ser-serve on, now you know I'm out here hard

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay

Serve on, ser-serve on, now you know I'm out here hard

[Verse 4]

I can't lie, lately, I been on the fucking edge

Pistol gripped up in my lap

Xanax, heroin, bunch of meds

Fantasizin' about death, just need one in my temple

Put the gun up to my head

Fuck this shit, I shot the lead and now, I'm dead

Descendin' through hell, nothing but burnin' flesh smells

I scream, and scream, and scream

And hear the others yell as well

Oh, well, just my luck

Devil opens up to devour me, that was my old life

Antichrist, he has empowered me

[Verse 5]

Mmm, mmm, good

Mmm, mmm, good

Written by: Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux Jr.

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