Business as Usual - Coma Cinema

The sad queen of everything

Buys her way into your dreams

To burn the evil palace down

And drag the corpse out of the ground

Zolpidem at heaven’s gate

To purify this holy weight

Drag your claws across the sea

Crying over everything you eat

Held apart, begging your fear

To hold your hand for one more year

Prostitutes for hope align

The bad ideas inside your mind

To turn your thoughts away from love

Toward slave driving karmic blood

You’re giving birth in the prison pit

No one cares 'cause it’s easier to quit