Spinning room is the.
Words right come out wrong.
Good thing, too much, bad thing, always nausea.
Nausea, always nausea. nausea, nausea, always nausea.
Focus can not I. Falling again down.
Toilet throwing upon.
Always nausea, nausea, always nausea.
Nausea, nausea, always nausea.
Well I've done it again
This was the last time
Mum and dad that's a promise to you
Tomorrow I'll be fine
I've made up my mind
Oh shit, why not one more time?
Nausea, nausea, always nausea
Nausea, nausea, always nausea
Nausea, nausea, always nausea
Nausea, nausea, always nausea