Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Comatose, artist - MFnMeloDate of issue: 24.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Comatose |
| I see if there’s a shadow around me |
| But I know when there’s angels around me |
| I pray that we all make it outta here one day |
| Some day |
| My dreams just never cease to astound me |
| They grow and will be profound |
| So I say that we’ll make it and elevate one day |
| Some day |
| Chasin' poisons like my dreams 'till cup, it runneth over |
| Choices made that made me scream, and still I done them over |
| Failures not really a thing when I’m done with sober |
| «I'm comin' over», that’s depression when the joy is closer |
| Comatose, I ain’t felt the thanks and partner rose-d up |
| Still tryna be the best on the globe |
| That Pivot never die like Rose |
| Weak in the knees, pain diminish, it seems |
| If you don’t let it go |
| Like, where do we go from here? |
| My GPS over-weird |
| Still destination blessed, we’ve taken this show on the road |
| Quick serve with racquet, I endorse like Anna Kournikova |
| Piv' on the jacket as to why I spy some turnt-up noses |
| Look to the sky when blessings fly because I feel that’s bro-'nem |
| Got something that get me by, we joke late night like Conan |
| Got a niece, and two lil' nephews, and they light my soul, man |
| That feelin' fire |
| My DM filled with those inspired |
| Love I acquired, carpe-diem, yeah, they too inspired |
| A spot for them is held, so close high-key, that’s low, Mariah |
| I’m gracious, live, and in record, there’s no need to inquire |
| I’m facin' lies, I used to hoard 'em, now my wings soar higher |
| No shirt, things still tryin' |
| Feels like a dream, I could wake up to this |
| Every day I’m rollercoastin' |
| Try a few things to get me through this |
| Higher we go, tokin', floatin' |
| It gets dark in the heart when nobody’s around |
| How I’m copin' with hopin' my chips at the ground |
| Feels like a dream when it’s my time on |
| Take that dream to coma-tose |
| Racin' the devil, finished today with a narrow lead |
| On-point with the Water, that arrow-head |
| Ate this shit down to the bone-marrow |
| If I toss you a bone, then I’m Marowak |
| Give him a hand and I’ll chop it off |
| One of my niggas, he got a nub |
| Like, «what the fuck is you starin' at?» |
| King of what? |
| How you declarin' that? |
| Niggas turn share, they interrogate |
| Swearin', no cap in New Era hats |
| Sweat the truth, talk it in, let it marinate |
| She was just lookin' like Carrot-Top |
| Lot of these niggas in vegetative states |
| And wakin' up from it is paramount |
| I’ma sell verses to Miramax |
| Word on the man in the mirror |
| It’s crazy how a nigga life did a pirouette |
| I’m still be tickled by featherweights |
| I 'on't want no punch on the heavy bag |
| Heavy jazz for a Leatherface |
| All this copy-paste, call me Chevy Chase |
| Don’t have me fuck up your Caddyshack |
| With poetry over the heavy bass |
| I checked to the turn with a set of aces |
| I’m finna bet it up on these niggas |
| I had a boat 'fore the river came |
| Said it out loud before Twitter came |
| Treatin' it just like the heroine |
| These days, can’t be doin' that shit in vain |
| See, they took it to baby-bottles |
| It’s a whole different tech |
| If you see me walk with a lame, tryna run a race |
| Feels like a dream, I could wake up to this |
| Every day I’m rollercoastin' |
| Try a few things to get me through this |
| Higher we go, tokin', floatin' |
| It gets dark in the heart when nobody’s around |
| How I’m copin' with hopin' my chips at the ground |
| Feels like a dream when it’s my time on |
| Take that dream to coma-tose |
| I see if there’s a shadow around me |
| But I know when there’s angels around me |
| I pray that we all make it outta here one day |
| Some day |