Comatose Lyrics
| Song | Comatose |
| Artist | Enchant |
| Album | Tug Of War |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A face with no emotion | |
| Lost in the television's glow | |
| He's slipping into darkness | |
| Not far from comatose | |
| With a bottle in his left hand | |
| A cigarette in his right | |
| He's drowning out the echo | |
| Of voices in the night | |
| Through the conversation | |
| The old me drifts away | |
| Hiding from the moment | |
| I long for yesterday | |
| I hear your voice so distant | |
| Calling out my name | |
| If only I could answer | |
| If we were still the same… | |
| Oh, but we've changed | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to do | |
| And what am | |
| I to say? | |
| I feel a bit more paralyzed | |
| With every word you say | |
| And what about the change you want | |
| How can I succumb? | |
| When everything you want to do | |
| Leaves me awfully numb | |
| Awfully numb | |
| Stay for a moment | |
| Stay for while | |
| Join in on this masquerade | |
| Filled with regret and denial | |
| We are kindred spirits, | |
| Though parallel lines | |
| Running off in different directions | |
| Never to entwine | |
| No way to rewind | |
| We can't turn back time | |
| So we avoid the subject | |
| Our communication strained | |
| Sheltered in the small talk | |
| We wait for the other to change | |
| But the song remains the same… | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to do | |
| And what am | |
| I to say? | |
| I feel a bit more paralyzed | |
| With every word you say | |
| And what about the change you want | |
| How can I succumb | |
| When everything you want to do | |
| Leaves me awfully numb | |
| Awfully numb | |
| A face with no emotion | |
| Lost in the television's glow | |
| He's slipping into darkness | |
| Not far from comatose |
| A face with no emotion | |
| Lost in the television' s glow | |
| He' s slipping into darkness | |
| Not far from comatose | |
| With a bottle in his left hand | |
| A cigarette in his right | |
| He' s drowning out the echo | |
| Of voices in the night | |
| Through the conversation | |
| The old me drifts away | |
| Hiding from the moment | |
| I long for yesterday | |
| I hear your voice so distant | |
| Calling out my name | |
| If only I could answer | |
| If we were still the same | |
| Oh, but we' ve changed | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to do | |
| And what am | |
| I to say? | |
| I feel a bit more paralyzed | |
| With every word you say | |
| And what about the change you want | |
| How can I succumb? | |
| When everything you want to do | |
| Leaves me awfully numb | |
| Awfully numb | |
| Stay for a moment | |
| Stay for while | |
| Join in on this masquerade | |
| Filled with regret and denial | |
| We are kindred spirits, | |
| Though parallel lines | |
| Running off in different directions | |
| Never to entwine | |
| No way to rewind | |
| We can' t turn back time | |
| So we avoid the subject | |
| Our communication strained | |
| Sheltered in the small talk | |
| We wait for the other to change | |
| But the song remains the same | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to do | |
| And what am | |
| I to say? | |
| I feel a bit more paralyzed | |
| With every word you say | |
| And what about the change you want | |
| How can I succumb | |
| When everything you want to do | |
| Leaves me awfully numb | |
| Awfully numb | |
| A face with no emotion | |
| Lost in the television' s glow | |
| He' s slipping into darkness | |
| Not far from comatose |
| A face with no emotion | |
| Lost in the television' s glow | |
| He' s slipping into darkness | |
| Not far from comatose | |
| With a bottle in his left hand | |
| A cigarette in his right | |
| He' s drowning out the echo | |
| Of voices in the night | |
| Through the conversation | |
| The old me drifts away | |
| Hiding from the moment | |
| I long for yesterday | |
| I hear your voice so distant | |
| Calling out my name | |
| If only I could answer | |
| If we were still the same | |
| Oh, but we' ve changed | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to do | |
| And what am | |
| I to say? | |
| I feel a bit more paralyzed | |
| With every word you say | |
| And what about the change you want | |
| How can I succumb? | |
| When everything you want to do | |
| Leaves me awfully numb | |
| Awfully numb | |
| Stay for a moment | |
| Stay for while | |
| Join in on this masquerade | |
| Filled with regret and denial | |
| We are kindred spirits, | |
| Though parallel lines | |
| Running off in different directions | |
| Never to entwine | |
| No way to rewind | |
| We can' t turn back time | |
| So we avoid the subject | |
| Our communication strained | |
| Sheltered in the small talk | |
| We wait for the other to change | |
| But the song remains the same | |
| So what am | |
| I supposed to do | |
| And what am | |
| I to say? | |
| I feel a bit more paralyzed | |
| With every word you say | |
| And what about the change you want | |
| How can I succumb | |
| When everything you want to do | |
| Leaves me awfully numb | |
| Awfully numb | |
| A face with no emotion | |
| Lost in the television' s glow | |
| He' s slipping into darkness | |
| Not far from comatose |
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