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The Coma
alternative metal nu metal atmospheric rock shoegaze metal dream pop influences
THE COMA is a side project from Tommy Gardner and Johnny Gardner, who both are members of the Los Angeles based band Machines of agony.
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Tommy Gardner, Johnny Gardner
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December 03, 2025
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MP3 8.4 MB 177 kbps 6:37
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[Verse 1] Coil of smoke, a whisper on my skin The scent of jasmine, acid from within Fingertips tracing the lines you drew A canvas bled, a truth I never knew It felt like salvation, a dark, sweet grace Then the shadow dropped its mask across your face [Pre-Chorus] The hum of the trap, a frequency unheard My pulse is a drum, for every broken word Taste of copper, an unfamiliar dread The voices of warning screaming in my head [Chorus] THIS SACCHARINE NOOSE, TIGHTENING SLOW! CHOKING ON PROMISES, WATCHING THEM GO! YOU FED ME POISON, A GILDED FUCKING PILL! CALLED IT DEVOTION, GAVE ME NOTHING REAL! AN EMPTY TOMB WHERE MY HEART USED TO BEAT! JUST RAZORS AND SHRAPNEL, A BITTER, HOLLOW FEAT! [Verse 2] I saw the strings, pulling every nerve A puppeteer's smile, a truth you'd preserve Remember that night, under the neon glow? You spoke of forever, a curated show Like a cult leader's gaze, you stripped me bare Left me praying to ghosts, caught in your snare A modern siren, singing from the screen The digital venom, a toxic, haunting scene [Pre-Chorus] The hum of the trap, a frequency unheard My pulse a drum, for every broken word Taste of copper, an unfamiliar dread The voices of warning screaming in my head [Chorus] THIS SACCHARINE NOOSE, TIGHTENING SLOW! CHOKING ON PROMISES, WATCHING THEM GO! YOU FED ME POISON, A GILDED FUCKING PILL! CALLED IT DEVOTION, GAVE ME NOTHING REAL! AN EMPTY TOMB WHERE MY HEART USED TO BEAT! JUST RAZORS AND SHRAPNEL, A BITTER, HOLLOW FEAT! [Bridge] The silence is louder than any scream Echoes of 'us' inside a waking dream A cracked mirror showing what I became Just shattered reflections, whispering your name And I beg the void, "Tell me, what did I do?" To deserve this exquisite, painful breakthrough? Each memory a thorn, piercing deeper still! A ritual of suffering, against my will! [Outro] SACCHARINE... NOOSE... TIGHTENING... SLOW! JUST RAZORS AND SHRAPNEL... A HOLLOW FEAT...
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