Comatose Lyrics - Singles - Pm Dawn

Pas quand jetais une femme solitaire, jai puieppe 

Oh, never mind me, man, Im just rhyming here 

Its an old one that no one knows anyways 

Thats the way it goes 

Kisses directions through my mind every time 

Guess he likes to collect blue hickies, I dunno 

I remain the same, comatose anyways 

So whatever 

Ask me that question again 

Who am I? What am I? 

Look at my face, the eyes dont lie 

If I was with a smooth tongue used for fun 

Id take a look at myself and ask myself why I got a thread 

A thread that Im holding on for Sandy 

My minds taking things that are going on 

Close to the soul and actually steppin on 

These people are doing wrong 

The list can go on and on for ages 

Tangled up through mazes 

As lost as a meal thats pushed to a panther 

I keep my eyes on those who pass by 

They look to P.M. Dawn the quest for the answer 

Mercy mercy me till I see 

The end of the human race is grand prix 

Mr. Red knows I pose a threat 

Yeah, Id like to see him sweat 

Dr. Vibe tends to get hypnotic 

Reality thinks the prince be is erotic 

The magic wand seems to be misplaced 

I cant see it if its covered in lace 

The best way to keep your word is not to give it 

I dont make promises 'cause promises die 

But those who use hate just wont participate 

So thats why I choose to use my eyes 

And stay comatose 

Yeah oo 

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A positive and negative impression on your brain 

Whatever remains, whatever stays the same 

Results from an inside view or perspective 

Other than that persona snaps under strain 

But what remains to be seen is 

How you chose to use your time 

And still the point blank calculations unclear 

Of whether your text can catch these lines 

Or toss 'em to the side so you cant realize 

Illusion only lasts until the scene is through 

Approachin this scenario, what would you do? 

Lose your noodle or try some voodoo 

Accept defeat then whats the next phase 

Rely on the brave, rely on the copious 

The secret of any victory lies 

In the organization of the non-obvious in a comatose 

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So they tell me a lie to keep my head straight 

But view sets the fronts like an unseen crime 

I like to watch a watcher close and see what they might take 

A tick from a tock, a line from a rhyme 

A leaf off an elm, a move might yell bold 

An unseen realm or what that realm holds 

Is nothing, nothing that makes sense 

They walk with small talk 

And I watch the consequence swell up 

And overflow into a large brook 

Maybe its the undertow of what the tide took 

The put together scenes, make it all seem clean 

A pacified pictures, the life-fiend dream 

Till its tried by the spies thats when they realize 

The rose aint red and the violets aint blue 

But those that are swift will pin point the trip 

And everybody elsell think its deja vu 

Except the comatose 

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