Blue Suicide Lyrics

Coma Cinema Blue Suicide

Crucified to my past life Be my blue suicide

Self-esteem makes little sense Primitive and malcontent

I guess a smile Has it's place But there's a skull Under my face

It's in control I do what I'm told.

Lovers in self-denial f..cking execution style

Drown the summer, burn the beach Going under, drinking bleach

Can you stay legit And keep it real While your hunger begs You for mass appeal

So you can hide From what time won't heal