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.
Lyrics
[VERSE 1]
The mercury sheen of sterile light
Is bleeding rust where the window broke
My head is a rusted radio, buzzing static
Spinning tales the needle never spoke.
Feel the concrete floor hum low beneath my heels
This body is heavy water, waiting for the spill.
I tried to frame the picture, fought against the rot
But every brushstroke landed where the memory was not.
The fluorescence in the pharmacy looked like a lie.
A chemical Christ we chase until the sun goes dry.
[CHORUS]
This is the color of collapse,
Mud and a slow-motion scream.
I am the oil slick on a puddle,
Drowning in a Leaden Sleep.
The horizon is just sticky tar,
And I’m the anchor weighing down the sky.
I’m just the wreckage you forgot to bury,
Waiting for the canvas to die.
[VERSE 2]
Glass shards glued behind my eyes,
Fracturing the light into a thousand cuts.
Every breath tastes like spoiled milk,
And the silence in this room is heavy as guts.
I can feel the low frequency hum,
A sound only dogs and the dying hear.
Pulling shadows from the concrete tomb,
Washing out the final shred of fear.
They tell you find the center, find the core,
But the core is hollowed out and begging for more.
The American dream is just asphalt and dust,
A dull, sharp edge of synthetic lust.
[CHORUS]
This is the color of collapse,
Mud and a slow-motion scream.
I am the oil slick on a puddle,
Drowning in a Leaden Sleep.
The horizon is just sticky tar,
And I’m the anchor weighing down the sky.
I’m just the wreckage you forgot to bury,
Waiting for the canvas to die.
[BRIDGE]
You want the clarity? I'll show you the goddamn lie!
A slick mirror showing all the things you deny!
FUCK THE PURITY! Embrace the slow decay!
Grind it down hard until the bone gives way!
I am the failure point, the pressure burst,
The static hum that screams about the thirst!
Kick the damn mirror, watch the paint bleed black,
There's no turning back. No turning back.
[GUITAR SOLO]
[OUTRO]
Leaden Sleep...
(Just the paint...)
THE CANVAS IS DYING...
Leaden Sleep...
The tar... the sky...
