And I can see
It's over me
It's over the foment side
Waitin' for, waitin' for me
On the call I cease
Waitin' for me, it's waitin' for me, yeah
She's riding for me
She's waiting for me
She's callin' for, callin' for, callin' for me
And she calls outside
Waitin' for, waitin' for, waitin' for, waitin' for
Make me beg
Make me turn
Make me go
Comatose
Make me beg
Make me turn
Make me go
Comatose
It's my God-given right
To be under the side
Of the weight of God
Weight of God
It's the cold
From the sea
Better come
Better leave
Better see myself
A weighted belt
Make me beg
Make me turn
Make me go
Comatose
Make me beg
Make me turn
Make me go
Comatose