A Day In The Life Of Coma Vic

by Juan Huevos/NODE

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'A Day In The Life Of Coma Vic' is about a man named Victor, whose reputation for constantly sleeping while under the influence has earned him the nickname Coma Victor (a play on "coma victim") or Coma Vic for short. With NODE on the beats, Juan Huevos as Coma Vic takes us through a particularly stressful and life-changing 24 hours.

SYNOPSIS:

We first meet Victor as he is escaping from a rehab facility where he has been locked up against his will. He returns home to find out that his girlfriend has left him without any advanced warning. He seeks relief the only way he knows how. After sleeping until the sun goes down, Coma Vic ventures out into the world and blends into the darkness. He spends the night in contemplation and finds himself rejuvenated.

credits

released January 16, 2018

Lyrics: Juan Huevos
Production: NODE
Mixing: Juan Huevos/NODE
Mastering: Al Jacob at Warrior Sound

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Track Name: Running Out Of Rehab
i’m running out of rehab yeah i’m running out of rehab
just like i don't even need to be back
running out of rehab running out of rehab
just like when i escaped from the sleep lab

won’t let me wear a hat, i’m sitting in the back
i’m looking round the room at all of these confused cats
my homey said he used to smoke crack and kill rats
i just wanna kill some sleeping pills and hit the sack
they tried to tranquilize me, i told em that’s tough
usually i cant seem to sedate myself enough
do i see snuffleupagus when i puff?
ayo i see all types of elephants ON DUST
i can’t kill the lust, i can’t flip the switch
and the bugs crawling underneath my skin are a bitch
but why should i quit, it’s relief that i seek
so i chief a big blunt and then i dream of the beach
when the psychiatrist tries to do analysis
she know i’m on that shit without a urinalysis
a dirty old man with no plan but not talentless
cause if you got some xanz i’ll disappear em like a magic trick

running out of rehab, yeah i’m runnin out of rehab
sayanara suckers i won’t be back
running out of rehab, audi 5 to that rehab
i promised them i’d mail LSD tabsssssss

running out of rehab and you can read that
grown man escapes, last seen hitting the vape
i got in good shape, the food was small plates
i called em tapas, we wore digital watches
that would beep when it was time to take vitamins
i’ll never sober up cause my dreams are too frightening
without weed i can feel my stomach tightening
get ill repeatedly, need drugs immediately
liquor in an IV, molly in my iced tea
don’t care if it’s pricey or qaulity is dicey
finally i got a tip on a grip of barbituates
that was considerate, i slept a little bit
……. but i need to sleep more
so when they looking out the window i creep out the door
i would have stayed longer with a PS4
but i’d rather be passed out on the floor
that’s why i’m

running out of rehab, steady mobbing out that rehab
i was born this way i’ll always be bad
running out of rehab like i graduated rehab
do you think my counselors will be sad?
Track Name: My Girl Was Gone
i went up the stairs slid in the key
finally free
made it out i go hit the house cause she waits patiently
through the doorway skip the foreplay
fine as fuck (she got a mom from norway)
(dad is from zimbabwe)
we do drugs where we stay
i can’t wait squeeze that, tease that and please that
but where the fuck is she at
i call out, no call back
look around
what the fuck
everything gone
been packed up
i lit up a smoke and stared
for this shit was not prepared

when i got out my girl was gone
when i got out my girl was gone
i was locked up shit kept me going
but the bitch bounced without me knowing
when i got out my girl was gone
when i got out my girl was gone
how you gonna split without goodbye
how you gonna piss in both my eyes

when i got out my girl was gone
it’s like my whole world was gone
yeah i know i did shit wrong
but i wrote her her favorite song
she was trying to straighten up
i preferred to sleep a lot
she’s trying to wake me up
found me in the parking lot
when we met it was all sweat
deep kissing that percocet
backwoods for the daydreams
put it in her pussy and see things
we was on the same page
sleep nights and sleep days
this is how it’s came to be
i guess she’s more awake than me
Track Name: Feel Real Sleepy
i just wanna feel sleepy
i just wanna feel sleepy
lay down let the angels keep me
stay low when you see the PD
they wish they knew me deeply
wanna know what i read on leafly
who gave me head discreetly
what shows i watch on TV
so sleepy i sit when i pee pee
hands free both mitts on the uzi
i passed out in the jacuzzi
almost died i came out woozy
these drugs make me feel groovy
i just wanna move like gravy
watch everything go wavy
lay around and live life lazy

i just wanna feel real sleepy
i just wanna feel real sleepy
i just wanna feel real sleepy
i just wanna feel real sleepy

i just wanna feel real sleepy
wear a hoodie and be real creepy
eyes red and really weepy
cross over the street when you see me
drop like that water leaking
through that black hole in the ceiling
i guess i must be dreaming
chin on my chest and heavy breathing
oh hey — what you say?
i’m sorry was you speaking?
either it’s you or the demons
that tells me to just keep sleeping
sometimes i’m just not sure
on the bed, on the couch, on the floor
face down in my soup du jour
washed down 2 pills but i want 2 more

i just wanna feel real sleepy
i just wanna feel real sleepy
i just wanna feel real sleepy
i wanna have sex with riri

i wanna have sex with riri
i know that she’d complete me
i’d let her chris brown beat me
knock her boots like nakamichi
we’d go to my teepee
eat mangos and kiwi
i will go really easy
toes curl up when i bust ... i’m sleepy
Track Name: Nighttime
i put sleepytime in my bloodline
higher than the fucking alpines
cancel calls to the hotline
because i don’t like the sunshine

everything is better in the nighttime
you can feel free, just let the shit be
you know the nighttime is the right time
i can’t see the devil and he can’t see me

the dark man movin all day he been snoozin
lay down when i’m doing i float like i was tubin
the car be cruisin, controlling it’s own movements
if it wasn’t me that’s dying i might find this amusin
rollin down the block disheveled like rick rubin
mean when i’m boozin my lips and jeans loosen
i was running out rehab they had it on the news
now i walk sticky like gum stuck to my shoes

i put sleepytime in my bloodline
higher than the fucking alpines
cancel calls to the hotline
because i don’t like the sunshine

everything is better in the nighttime
you can feel free, just let the shit be
you know the nighttime is the right time
i can’t see the devil and he can’t see me

on speed saying what you need
motivation greed
it just came from seeds
i’m your band-aid when you bleed
i will not concede, i will not retreat
i’ll just wait until the night is blacker than the street
sweatin in the sheets, you just hear a mighty creak
you will never find the G if we playing hide and seek
the early bird can get a gang a worms in her beak
soon as the sun peaks i pack it in and go to sleep
the early bird can get a gang a worms in her beak
soon as the sun peaks i pack it in and go to sleep
Track Name: Pager With A Razr
eating yogurt and granola coca cola is my soda
keep it cooler than spicoli dirty robe like master yoda
i don’t care bout kobe bryant he was good for california
everybody stay defiant cause the war is never over
roller coaster in my sinus and a whiskey on my coaster
i’m fin to take a bath but first i got to grab the toaster
i’m a human piece of garbage but i’m living off the odors
don’t like taking orders or you hiding tape recorders
reconnoiter with some oysters in a broiler tin foiled up
4 sticks of butter and an ounce of weed boiled up
i forgot to check it and the whole thing burnt up
i could still respect it cause i had to get turnt up
i will loiter outside of your house no spoilers
you know what i’m bout but lemme spell it out for ya
major paper maker i don’t shoot a major lazer
haters wanna try to hit me on my pager with a razr

haters wanna try to hit me on my pager with a razr
haters wanna try to hit me on my pager with a razr
haters wanna try to hit me on my pager with a razr
haters wanna try to hit me on my pager with a razr

eating rabbit ravioli, man i get that guacamole
holy moly i’m a soldier rolling in that roly poly
goldilocking when i’m popping, dipping in your baby’s cotton
a zombie my game rotten, my mood is “always plottin”
get a room at howard johnson and my fucking looks like moshin
tossin raw organic product in a prostitute’s colossus
got no gossip columns talking cause i’m low down dirty rotten
nobody know what i do they just know that it isn’t stopping
roll him up into a rug and leave em out behind the cottage
when they ask about the whereabouts i’ll say i have no knowledge
i might could do the math maybe if i had gone to college
but all the math i need i mean my phone usually got it
i’m free to eat these pills and fill my lungs with hydroponics
so much water in my head it’s like i live the life aquatic
you might give yourself some head if you could bend until you got it
i’d rather fuck a robot that’s the color of hypnotiq
COMA!

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