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Nausea

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  • I'm a seasick sailor
    On a ship of noise
    I got my maps all backwards
    And my instincts poisoned
    In a truth blown gutter
    Full of wasted years
    Like blown-out speakers
    Ringin' in my ears
    Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
    And we're gone
    It's nausea, oh nausea
    And we're gone
    Now I'm a straight-line walker
    In a black-out room
    I push a shopping cart over
    In an Aztec ruin
    With my minion fingers
    Working for some God
    Who could see his own reflection
    In a parking lot
    Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
    And we're gone
    No it's nausea, oh nausea
    And we're gone
    Now I'm a priest teenager
    On a tower of dust
    I'm a dead generator
    In a cloud of exhaust
    I eat alone in the desert
    With skulls for my pets
    I rate the days, one to ten
    With lead cigarettes
    Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
    And we're gone
    Nausea, oh nausea
    And we're gone
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    [00:08.16]I'm a seasick sailor
    [00:10.18]On a ship of noise
    [00:12.25]I got my maps all backwards
    [00:14.37]And my instincts poisoned
    [00:16.48]In a truth blown gutter
    [00:18.61]Full of wasted years
    [00:20.63]Like blown-out speakers
    [00:22.76]Ringin' in my ears
    [00:24.57]Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
    [00:28.66]And we're gone
    [00:33.11]It's nausea, oh nausea
    [00:36.99]And we're gone
    [00:41.48]Now I'm a straight-line walker
    [00:43.60]In a black-out room
    [00:45.52]I push a shopping cart over
    [00:47.73]In an Aztec ruin
    [00:50.01]With my minion fingers
    [00:52.13]Working for some God
    [00:54.15]Who could see his own reflection
    [00:56.26]In a parking lot
    [00:58.24]Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
    [01:02.13]And we're gone
    [01:06.60]No it's nausea, oh nausea
    [01:10.53]And we're gone
    [01:48.28]Now I'm a priest teenager
    [01:50.29]On a tower of dust
    [01:52.37]I'm a dead generator
    [01:54.39]In a cloud of exhaust
    [01:56.56]I eat alone in the desert
    [01:58.58]With skulls for my pets
    [02:00.60]I rate the days, one to ten
    [02:02.67]With lead cigarettes
    [02:04.68]Oh it's nausea, oh nausea
    [02:08.62]And we're gone
    [02:14.18]Nausea, oh nausea
    [02:17.28]And we're gone