So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
When all this mess will ever get away
Away they part from Chinatown
Weaving in and out of line
Sidewalk's full of merchandise
My nervous tick has capped a lip
My cheeks are chewed down to the bit
Upon the roof is stealing at
The hustling crowds still reach down
I go up there and light a leaf
And wish our turn was not so brief
I'm paler than a summer blouse
That's packed inside a haunted house
I packed my bags and feel the family here is cropped by many hands
That dig and plant me for the spring, come dig me out my lucid brain
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness that's up in my head
This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom
Is there no reason it can be
The way it was musically
My three best friends so casually
Just letting go so joyfully
And if I let my wrist get tired
And if I let my spirit cry out
I'll always be happy or down
Is it just trying to divide?
It makes me think my dearest things
Are not what they're supposed to be
I trick myself when it gets hard
I've got to keep up, oh my god
And hope that I will not be wrong
And keep my faith in sound and song
I'm blooming but my roots
Reminds me not to leave them back in time
This wilderness up in my head,
This wilderness that's up in my head,
This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma, do do do do
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma, do do do do
Sometimes the sun will shine, yes I am just feelin' fine
Sometimes I'm not aware where I am or what I care
Sometimes I'm well-to-do but I don't know what to do
Sometimes I don't agree with my thoughts on being free
Please don't leave me
Things that feel good,
I've been lucky trying to feel good
Sometimes the sun will shine, yes I am just feelin' fine
Sometimes I'm not aware where I am or what I care
Sometimes I'm well-to-do but I don't know what to do
Sometimes I don't agree with my thoughts on being free
Please don't leave me
Things that feel good
I've been lucky trying to feel good
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to smell the fine aroma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to run again at home
A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to use his aching bones
A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Don't keep a lion in a coma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to smell the fine aroma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to use his aching bones
A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to run again at home
A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Don't keep a lion in a coma
Away they part from Chinatown
Weaving in and out of line
Sidewalk's full of merchandise
My nervous tick has capped a lip
My cheeks are chewed down to the bit
Upon the roof is stealing at
The hustling crowds still reach down
I go up there and light a leaf
And wish our turn was not so brief
I'm paler than a summer blouse
That's packed inside a haunted house
I packed my bags and feel the family here is cropped by many hands
That dig and plant me for the spring, come dig me out my lucid brain
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness that's up in my head
This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom
Is there no reason it can be
The way it was musically
My three best friends so casually
Just letting go so joyfully
And if I let my wrist get tired
And if I let my spirit cry out
I'll always be happy or down
Is it just trying to divide?
It makes me think my dearest things
Are not what they're supposed to be
I trick myself when it gets hard
I've got to keep up, oh my god
And hope that I will not be wrong
And keep my faith in sound and song
I'm blooming but my roots
Reminds me not to leave them back in time
This wilderness up in my head,
This wilderness that's up in my head,
This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma, do do do do
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma, do do do do
Sometimes the sun will shine, yes I am just feelin' fine
Sometimes I'm not aware where I am or what I care
Sometimes I'm well-to-do but I don't know what to do
Sometimes I don't agree with my thoughts on being free
Please don't leave me
Things that feel good,
I've been lucky trying to feel good
Sometimes the sun will shine, yes I am just feelin' fine
Sometimes I'm not aware where I am or what I care
Sometimes I'm well-to-do but I don't know what to do
Sometimes I don't agree with my thoughts on being free
Please don't leave me
Things that feel good
I've been lucky trying to feel good
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to smell the fine aroma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to run again at home
A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to use his aching bones
A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Don't keep a lion in a coma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to smell the fine aroma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to use his aching bones
A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to run again at home
A lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Don't keep a lion in a coma
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Lion in a Coma Lyrics as written by David Michael Portner Brian Ross Weitz
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this song seems to be about with someone in a coma who has mixed thoughts about their position.