Nausea
Lyrics Jeff Rosenstock

Written by: Jeff Rosenstock

Produced by: Jack Shirley, Jeff Rosenstock

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Held in a bong hit, sitting in a
Hot tub in south Wisconsin, I feel
Amazing when I'm all alone
Switching between porn and Robocop

Turned off my cellphone, drank a bottle
Of wine and read a Cometbus and
Passed out naked, shriveling, stumbled
To bed in a f*cked up sleepwalk

I got so tired of discussing my future
I've started avoiding the people I love
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea.

I read the worst thing ever in a
Bathrobe of off-white terrycloth,
Translated by technology from
Your voice extremely inaccurately.

I got so tired of discussing my future
I've started avoiding the people I love
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea
Shake and sweat and I can't throw up.
I got so tired of discussing my future
That I walk through my life like I'm the only one
With evenings of silence and mornings of nausea
Shake and sweat and I can't throw up.

Cleaned up the empty bottles.
Let the smoke out through chilly windows.
I used the stationary bike
I watched the end of The Price Is Right
Ordered an egg-white sandwich and I
Drove south through mid-day traffic and I
Called up some folks I truly love and
Hung up after they said hello.

I got so tired of discussing my future
I've started avoiding the people I love
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea
Shake and sweat and I can't throw up.
I got so tired of discussing my future
That I walk through my life like I'm the only one
With evenings of silence and mornings of nausea.

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