Nausea
Matt Duke
Mother nature surrounds me outside of heavy steel
She is now reduced to this
Having been hit by the fists of modern man
Drive for hours until I get to where I need
But point A is still point B
We run in circles until we're too dizzy to see
You're clenching your stomach
It takes you back to where you started
Shivering
Through cold night air
Screaming loud
To no avail
Feeling less alive each time I lose my grip
I am unfazed when I slip
Sinking always felt so comfortable somehow
Pain that springs from lack of some contingency
Realization but no surprise
I'm so tired still I half open my eyes
You're clenching your stomach
It takes you back to where you started
Shivering
Through cold night air
Screaming loud
To no avail
Shivering
Through cold night air
Screaming loud
To no avail
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