commatose

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 tried to reach her on the phone 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, left, left, 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 'til 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 'til 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 blood flow 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