Coma baby,
With your sick head
The doctors saved you
But you’re still dead
And through your scalp
I would like to reach in
So I could pull out
The monster you’ve been
And you would do anything to
Destroy the body that they rescued
Your sick little head
So brain damaged
And lying in that hospital bed
Coma baby
The cry of your bones
And your skull when it
Split on the road
I wish I’d find all
The lonely remnants
From your head
When it cracked open
And you would do anything to
Destroy the body that they rescued
Your sick little head
So brain damaged
And lying in that hospital bed
Lately I can’t recognize you
The doctors lied when
They said they saved you
You’re just the shell of
The boy/girl that you’ve been
And you’re dying, I can feel it
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Sick little head…sounds, ewwww! I’ve known people with sick little heads and they were ewwww. Hope it’s not you, it certainly aint me.