Nausea

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 Comet bus and Passed out naked, shriveling, stumbled To bed in a fucked 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 terry cloth 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 midday 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