Dead Poetic In Coma 가사검색 :: 가사집

In Coma `Dead Poetic`

as this coarse thread pulls I feel the veins of the frozen Stay in coma Its the only defense we have left Stay in coma Its the only defense we have left A bad decision leaves me open and Im left here shuttered

Coma `내귀에도청장치`

서서히 숨이 막혀와 악취가 나를 조여와 거리에 썩은 시체들 내 목을 조여오잖아 any body some body 내 손을 잡아 주겠어 any body dead body 여기서 나를 꺼내줘 미친 세상 버려진 나의 꿈 날 숨겨줘 이제 다 쏴버려 one two three four 서서히 내게 다가와 날 잡아끌고 있잖아 내 주윌 온통 뒤덮어

Coma `Muse`

Confide in me Sustain on my apathy You're such a mess You can learn not to confess You will not find it in me Simply because I can't Wake up and find it in me I'm in a coma You will not find

DEMOCRACY COMA `manic street preachers`

DEMOCRACY COMA Sovereign fingers scrape our lives until we're bought Screaming comatose with blackboard chalk Siphoned minds suck a wallet full of love Spitting out a language I don't wanna talk

Coma City `Green Day`

Coma city Open your eyes Dead on arrival Under smoky skies Coma city Children at play Back from the chemist To mass on Sunday A gun shot gun shot heads Shooting in the distance It’s on your face

Coma Black `Marilyn Manson`

My mouth was a crib And it was growing lies I didn't know what love was on that day Her hearts a tiny blood clot I picked at it, it never heals, it never goes away Burn all the good things in

Lioness `Dead Poetic`

Shes a god in her own right She dims the room light While she moves closer We all move slower Tracing white lines Sipping fine wines We remember When purity wasnt dead Sex is the lioness Queen of the temple

Pretty Pretty `Dead Poetic`

Pretty, pretty, she looks so needy Shes calm in the face But shes never forgetting every other time Ive been Angry, raging, clenched up hands But I know better than to mix you in my Raging cycle in this

Four Wall Blackmail `Dead Poetic`

These four walls have seen the worst of me They're bleeding confession, but they'll never speak These four walls have seen the life I truly lead They're crying depression, they're weak in the knees Right

New Medicines `Dead Poetic`

one here will say what needs to say New medicines should ease this pain They're the only ailment for it It's this air and time that's bringing me home again A lame attempt at playing the part again now In

Animals `Dead Poetic`

Take these animals again And wrap your ropes around them Let the demon take you in And tell us stories about him I will follow you Take these animals again And wrap your ropes around them Let the demon

Glass In The Trees `Dead Poetic`

I don't wanna come back here, to this place It's a cold that only comes from blaming yourself for two decades wasted And I don't wanna come back here, to this place When it all just repeats in my head

Molotov `Dead Poetic`

With my back to the wall, you've somehow pinned me up against Fingernails in the palms of these tightly clenched fists And I'm somewhere in between a held tongue and a curse Or I could keep it inside and

Tell Myself Goodbye `Dead Poetic`

from the dark I thought you had me forever But I'm sure you thought the same about me And I'm sorry, so sorry Sorry, so sorry Sorry, so sorry Sorry, so sorry Winter's come early this year Like a bird in

The Corporate Enthusiast `Dead Poetic`

The corporate beast has got me And I've fallen in the trap This beast it feeds on me And I'm never coming back You've sucked the truth out of me Abolished honesty I can't escape, it's got me Independence

Vanus Empty `Dead Poetic`

It's a deep, red wound, enough to stare It's a beautiful rose and everyone's aware You squeeze it tight enough to bleed But suicide's something we'd rather not mention here In our beautiful world of saving

Crashing Down `Dead Poetic`

Don't fool the crowd with all your sentiments in vain We are alive again, we will survive again Don't turn your back to every move you ever made We are alive again, we will survive again And all these

Paralytic `Dead Poetic`

Paint the lines on perfect eyes That circle the object Of my sincere affection My undivided attention Lie where you won't see Yourself in that way And we'll ride to somewhere All we are is paralyzed From

Copy Of A Copy `Dead Poetic`

She told me don't let them in You're a copy of a copy She told me don't come again This is awful, this is all wrong Now I feel it coming back again Slide down the walls on the floor Oh, I'll pretend This

Dimmer Light `Dead Poetic`

There's a dimmer light in this room tonight And you'll be the last one to know when it's off So with this dimmer light in my room tonight I wonder if we're gonna make it at all, at all, at all And there's

Taste The Red Hands `Dead Poetic`

Let it burn in your eyes, your cover is blown this time and you know But you know this was gonna happen and you could taste the red hands And like the flies, you'll eat the worst of everything But you

Arlington Arms `Dead Poetic`

American dream I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream So let us grieve at the fall of Suburbia The dreams we've made are shoved in

Vices `Dead Poetic`

then let it turn Into something passionate Something sick, something rabid And I vent to keep myself from caving I don't hate you, I just hate where I'm heading I'm left here asking, when did I trade in

A Green Desire `Dead Poetic`

My life in shambles I'll lose my life right here, but what for? I'm coming home And I will meet you (There) I'm heading nowhere fast, I need your hands Which breath will be my last?

The Victim `Dead Poetic`

To me, you were just dead weight A diluted filter blurring the color away From what this used to be Or, or what it could have been But nothing's changed I still see you as a toxin I still see you as the

The Dreamclub Murders `Dead Poetic`

So after all, you needed more than a death threat fall You needed more, and I let you fall Into the coffin with your floor-dropped jaw And I remember you aspiration, your dream to fit in But it's gone,

Hostages `Dead Poetic`

than the taste And I'm waiting for something to get through to you And I'm waiting to burn compassion into you and we're We don't even know if we're to blame for all of this We don't even know if we're in

Narcotic `Dead Poetic`

a pretty face Breed it and bear it and make it your narcotic Begging face down on the floor Breed it and bear it and make it your narcotic You sold your soul now they want more Vanity's gun left you dead

Cannibal Vs. Cunning `Dead Poetic`

Feed him whats left of us, the cunning wins again You call this inspiration, I call this a charade Driven by institution, hell-bent on having the stain I should grab all these cannibals Lay them all in

Sinless City `Dead Poetic`

In this sinless city, we wear calluses on our hands From empty vain hand-shaking, we see the guilt has rise again And all will fall with or without our good will So we fool them all, who pray for those