Biografía:
Mat Cothran es un joven brillante de Carolina del Sur, es el artífice de COMA CINEMA. Algunas de sus canciones hablan sobre rendirse, otras sobre medicinas…para combatir el amor; pero todas parecen compartir un deseo común y es la unión y la comunicación en el ser humano. Sin embargo, la apatía o el ácido, el romance o la angustia, hacen que las canciones de Coma Cinema posean alma propia y calen hondo, la música de Coma Cinema es honesta y hermosa.
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Otras canciones:
- Hell
- Bailey Jay
- Bath Of Time
- Black Birthday Cake
- Burden
- Caroline Please Kill Me
- Come On Apathy
- Crystal Ball Broken
- Daffodils
- Desolations Plan
- Eva Angelina
- Greater Vultures
- Have You
- Her Sinking Sun
- In Lieu Of Flowers
- Marie No Sleep
- Only
- Running Wide Open
- Satan Made A Mansion
- She Keeps It Alive
- Stoned Alone
- Stupid Blood
- Tall Grass
- Tour All Winter
- Virgin Veins
- White Trash Vhs
- Wondering
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Ab: 466544
Db: X46664
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Torn apart from everyone
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The sinking sun
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I watched her die
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Took a sick day to bleed
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Inside something
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Not meant to be
You were so convincing
And so heaven white
I watch you die
Animals begging to eat
They can't survive
Not meant to be
Flowers of skin and bone
We're all alone
Waiting to die
Take me from this evil place
In your twisting arms
Not meant to be
Water rushes through my heart
It's torn apart
By your trusting mind
Sickening bodies tied
To easy lines
Not meant to be
Db: X46664
Ab Db
Torn apart from everyone
Ab
The sinking sun
Db
I watched her die
Ab Db
Took a sick day to bleed
Ab
Inside something
Db
Not meant to be
You were so convincing
And so heaven white
I watch you die
Animals begging to eat
They can't survive
Not meant to be
Flowers of skin and bone
We're all alone
Waiting to die
Take me from this evil place
In your twisting arms
Not meant to be
Water rushes through my heart
It's torn apart
By your trusting mind
Sickening bodies tied
To easy lines
Not meant to be
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