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Nausea (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

One more time you’ve
gotten into my head
I’ve let your words get into me
Every time I try to talk,
you never listen
You got the answers,
I don’t know a thing
But you ask me what these
lights are in my eyes

They’re a freight train ahead
And they’re straight
coming your way
You’ve tied yourself down
to the tracks
Now you want help from me
to cut you free
If it was me
my hour of need
You’d leave me there to bleed

I’m fucking sick of you
and all that shit you’re pulling
Your fuckin’ attitude
had better go on

You cheat and you lie
and you stole and denied
And you turned on your friends
when you burned all those bridges

This time you won’t be
getting under my skin
What you had I’ve taken away
Tell me what you’re gonna
do, it doesn’t matter
You’re always talking,
it don’t mean a thing
So ask me what these
lights are in my eyes

They’re a freight train ahead
And they’re straight
coming your way
You’ve tied yourself down
to the tracks
Now you want help from me
to cut you free
If it was me
my hour of need
You’d leave me there to bleed

I’m fucking sick of you
and all that shit you’re pulling
Your fuckin’ attitude
had better go on

You cheat and you lie
and you stole and denied
And you turned on your friends
when you burned all those bridges

Well you sat there and cried
As these words came to glide
through your delicate skin
leaving blood on these pages
So how does it feel
to be at one with the fate I seal

They’re a freight train ahead
And they’re straight
coming your way
You’ve tied yourself down
to the tracks
Now you want help from
me to cut you free
If it was me
my hour of need
You’d leave me there to bleed

I’m fucking sick of you
and all that shit you’re pulling
Your fuckin’ attitude
had better go on

You cheat and you lie
and you stole and denied
And you turned on your friends
when you burned all those bridges.

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Nausea (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Release me from your world of lies
I cannot bear this pain
Degenerate machinery
The monster we create

Nausea, oh sweet nausea

Genetic barcode hell
Mental genocide
Repulsive human shells
Choke on the fruits of out life

Nausea, oh sweet nausea

Cold stare, starving eyes
Blinded, tired lives
Release me from this pain
Unknown to man

Nausea, oh sweet nausea

Cold stare, starving eyes
Blinded, tired lives
Release me from this pain
Unknown to man

"the family structure
Victory over adversity
Though the family.
Mix within god and country,
Add the ten hour day
And you had what was needed…"
-c. bukowski, "ham on rye"

Nausea (Letra)

Machine Head

Machine Head

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Here I am as I am, as you made me think I am

I don’t hear you, I don’t need you
I don’t want you…
I ..don’t wanna feel anymore

This is this, this is it
Not my kisses, just my fist

I don’t hear you, I don’t need you
I don’t want you
I ..don’t wanna feel anymore: the sickness is inside ya