Mark Shilling - In A Coma

Crushed and lonely
Isolation
In a coma of your own making
Concentration
Treadmill turning
Feeling nothing
Time is passing
And you're doubting all the things that you though that you knew
And you're wondering 'bout the things you cling on to
And you're questioning the things that you thought were the truth
And you know the end will come and you'll be through
What will you do?
What will you do?
Nagging doubts that pull you down
Endlessly tapping "Let me in"
The paranoia
It's out to get you
So much to do but you don't know quite where to begin
With all the things that you though that you knew
And you're wondering 'bout the things that you cling on to
And you're questioning the things that you thought were the truth
And you know the end will come and you'll be through
What will you do?
What will you do?
Seconds passing turn into years and
The clock keeps ticking ever onwards
Empty feelings
No end and no beginning
No end and no beginning
No end and no beginning
What will you do?
What will you do?
Will stand will you fall will you mortgage your soul for a lie?
Will you fight will you scream will you cling to a dream till you die?
Will you measure your worth against others you've heard in the sky?
Will you always fall short when you read the report though you've tried?
In a coma?

Written by:
Mark Shilling

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