Distoma - Coma | Текст песни

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Coma

My ghost floats freely above your sleeping face
And with a spirit like smoke, I am dispersing like ashes in your sea

But even if I can’t touch your skin just one more time,
The fact that you still exist is enough for me

When I wake up to it every morning...
The cold reality, it numbs me -
That you are still in a coma and I just can’t reach you

So even if I can’t touch your skin just one more time,
The fact that you still exist is enough for me

Somewhere you have found solace without me

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