Coma

Tar and feathers hide your feelingsIf you even know the meaningYour high road is overratedYou left your guru out there hanginDon't stayDon't stayYour appetite's insatiableDevouring one thousand soulsIt's more or less the same ole storyThe princess and the whore. the lady.Nobody sees itNobody hears itNobody breathin' in a comaSo keep your secretYour perfect secretsIt's just a game but no one's playinIn a coma lying, waitingDesire fills the lonely cravingSo many trampled-under footwearBut more to fill the trophy cases.