Luyện nghe bài hát Comatose

[Music & - D. Ott]

A face no emotion
Lost in the television's
slipping into darkness
Not far from

a bottle in his left hand
A in his right
He's out the echo
Of voices in the

the conversation
The old me drifts
Hiding the moment
I for yesterday

I hear voice so distant
out my name
If only I could
If we were the same...

Oh, but changed

So am I supposed to do
And what am I to
I a bit more paralyzed
With every you say

And what about the change you
How can I
everything you want to do
Leaves me awfully
Awfully

for a moment
Stay for
Join in on masquerade
Filled with regret and
We are spirits,
parallel lines
Running off in different
to entwine

No way to
We can't turn time

So we the subject
Our communication
in the small talk
We wait for the other to

But the remains the same...

So am I supposed to do
And am I to say?
I a bit more paralyzed
With every you say
And about the change you want
How can I
When everything you to do
Leaves me numb
numb

A face with no
Lost in the glow
He's slipping darkness
Not far comatose