Passion
Coma Beach Lyrics


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The passion I once had is now the ashes in my vault

I'm looking out of the window
Which consists of fragments
I'm going out of the door
Where the axe of death passes me its hand
I repress my daily routine
But I tolerate it still

Where is my passion
I once had?
I ask you
'Cause you support the guilt
Where is my passion
I once had?

I'm too sensitive for this world
The enthusiasm that I felt when I was young
Is now hatred
I repress it
But the frustration is too strong

Where is my passion
I once had?
I ask you
'Cause you support the guilt
Where is my passion
I once had?

Why don't you redeem me from this torment?
Give me a new life where I'll find my old passion
If you don't help me, I'll manage to help myself
But then I'll be victorious

Where is my passion
I once had?
I ask you
'Cause you support the guilt
Where is my passion
I once had?

Where is my passion?
Where is my passion?
Where is my passion?
Where is my passion?
Where is my passion?
Where is my passion?
Where is my paaaaaaaaaa-?

Where is my passion
I once had?
I ask you
'Cause you support the guilt




Where is my passion
I once had?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Coma Beach's song "Passion" reflect the disillusionment and frustration of the singer as they feel that their once vibrant and intense passion has dimmed and transformed into ashes stored in a figurative vault. The opening line sets the tone, suggesting that the passion they once possessed is now in a state of decay and confinement.


In the following lines, the singer describes their perception of the world around them. Looking out of the window, their view is fragmented, possibly symbolizing a fractured and disconnected reality. Stepping out of the door, they encounter death metaphorically, representing the weight and despair they face in their everyday life.


The singer expresses a sense of repression and toleration in their daily routine, suggesting that they may have lost touch with their true desires and aspirations. They question the whereabouts of their past passion, reaching out to someone, perhaps a loved one or confidant, who they feel carries some responsibility for the guilt that hinders them from rediscovering their passion.


The lyrics reveal that the singer feels too sensitive for the harshness of the world they find themselves in. While they once felt enthusiasm and excitement when they were younger, those emotions have been replaced by hatred, which they attempt to suppress. However, the frustration stemming from this suppression becomes unbearable.


The singer begs for redemption from this torment, yearning for a new life where they can reconnect with their old passion. They express a desire for assistance, hoping that someone will come to their aid. If they don't receive help, they assert their determination to independently find a way out, declaring that victory will be their ultimate outcome.


The repeated question of "Where is my passion?" emphasizes the singer's desperate search for something they feel has been lost. The final elongated cry and unresolved question reflect their unresolved longing and unanswered plea, leaving the listener with a sense of yearning and uncertainty.


Line by Line Meaning

The passion I once had is now the ashes in my vault
My previous fervor and excitement have now turned into lifeless remnants within me


I'm looking out of the window
I am observing the world around me


Which consists of fragments
A shattered reality that lacks coherence


I'm going out of the door
Stepping into the unknown


Where the axe of death passes me its hand
Facing the constant reach of mortality


I repress my daily routine
Suppressing the monotonous cycle of my everyday life


But I tolerate it still
Despite my dissatisfaction, I endure it


Where is my passion I once had?
I yearn to rediscover the fervor I once possessed


I ask you, 'Cause you support the guilt
Directing my inquiry towards someone who enables my feeling of culpability


I'm too sensitive for this world
My emotional receptiveness exceeds the capacity of this existence


The enthusiasm that I felt when I was young
The joy and zeal I experienced in my youth


Is now hatred
Has transformed into an intense animosity


I repress it
I suppress and restrain this hatred


But the frustration is too strong
Yet the dissatisfaction remains overwhelming


Why don't you redeem me from this torment?
Why don't you free me from this anguish?


Give me a new life where I'll find my old passion
Grant me a fresh existence where I can rediscover my former fervor


If you don't help me, I'll manage to help myself
I am capable of seeking my own salvation if assistance is not provided


But then I'll be victorious
In that case, I will attain triumph over my circumstances


Where is my passion?
Where has my fervor gone?


Where is my paaaaaaaaaa-?
Where is my pas-?




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Alexander Jodl, Uwe Kirchner

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