From the recordings Occupying Forces - download and Occupying Forces | Album and Press Pack
Lyrics
Coma
Second life, turn back the tide.
A pause and then come back to life.
Second chance, go back again and do better.
Do better.
The light of desire you hide in your eyes
So no one could see it this time.
Well that’s gonna change. That’s gonna change.
Wake up! Wake up!
You’re sleeping too heavy
Wake up! Wake up!
I can’t get no rest.
I steal myself strong talking so tough
But soon get too tired to stand up.
It’s all down to me but this damned apathy wrapped around like a boa constrictor.
I can’t shake it off as the vandals rock up with a punch for my face and a knife for my principles.
Enough playing dumb when you know what is wrong and you know what to do.
Yeah, you know what to do.
And it’s not what they told him, the little boy there as he sits and his legs hang too short for the chair.
And its not what they told him that love was about - that you can’t see the light til it’s flickering out.
And it’s not what you make it, it’s just what you’re left with
When everyone’s chasing the biggest and best bits.
And you’re sick of just taking the comfortable choice –
To sit on your hands, lower your voice.
And the ache in your chest is the weight of regrets cause you just get distracted and accept it all, whatever. Wake Up!