In A Coma, You Don't Dream, You

For A Song I Was Bought Now I Lie When I Talk With A Careful Eye On The Cue Card. Onto A Stage I Was Pushed, With My Sorrow Well Rehearsed. So Give Me All Your Pity And Your Money, Now (all Of It).

We, The Desaparecidos, Are Perfectly Prepared For People To Hate What We're Saying Or Not Like What We're Saying.

I Want To Be Enriched By The Music I Listen To. That's The Reason It Never Really Exists In The Mainstream. Because That's Not What Most People Are After.

We [desaparecidos] Have To Make The Message And The Music And The Packaging As Appealing As Possible - As Taco Bell As Possible: Mediocre And No One Can Be Offended By It And Everyone Can Sort Of Enjoy It And We Can Play It On The Radio.

Popular Music Is All About Traveling At The Speed Of You And Elevating The Individual As The Highest Thing In The World.