A Better Man - Coma

Lying on the pavement in front of the desk clock

Bleeding from a broken nose

I’m missing a tooth, I have no hope of

Smiling at the filthy door

Stuffy hotel in a rainy season

I’m smoking near the window

Stranger and rats she’s calling me mister

I’m thinking of my baby now

It comes across as if this…

You and me

It comes across as if this…

There on their side

I was told

That these pictures

Comes to reality and secret dreams is at bay

Is that nightmare really man?

Now I’m going to hang around again

I’m going to fight with demons

There won’t be mercy until I fall down

But I’m going to be a better man

It comes across as if this…

You and me

It comes across as if this

There on their side

It comes across as if this picture

Is now a fantasy

But is that me?

Is that me?

Is that me?

It comes across as if this…

You and me

It comes across as if this…

There on their side

It comes across as if this picture

Is now a fantasy

It’s not me, it’s not me