Pearl Jam – Comatose

Consider me an object.
Put me in a vacuum.
Free of all conditions.
Free of air and friction.

Yeah, I’ll be hanging upside down.
And there I will swing for all eternity.

Feel it rising, yeah, next stop falling.
Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling.

Consider me an abscess.
Leave me in my vacuum.
Blood on all the pistons.
Running my transmission.

Feel it rising, yeah, next stop falling.
Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling.

Feel it rising, yeah, next stop falling.
Feel It rising.

High above, I’ll break the law.
If it’s illegal to be in love.
Leave the hatred on the cross.

Yeah, I’ll be hanging upside down,
And here I will swing for all eternity.

Feel it rising, yeah, next stop falling.
Feel it rising, comatose, with no fear of falling.

Feel it rising, yeah, next stop falling.
Feel it rising.

Something never thought you’d be part of.