Syqnys - The Nausea lyrics

[Intro] And I rest so composedly now in my bed That any beholder might fancy me dead (Welcome to the future) (Welcome to the brain) (The syqnys, the nausea The pitiless pain have ceased With the fear that maddened my brain With a fever called "living", that burned in my brain Oh, that horrible, horrible, throbbing (The nausea, the syqnys) (x3) The nausea, it burned in my brain [Verse 1] He gave you the Melody and the Candy, took It to another level understand me? Look Hypatia's Reign left them standing shook Holding a f**ing quantum mechanics book These kids trying to rap man they can't be took Seriously you understand me look These kids come at me get their candy took f**ing with Syq is like Sandy Hook Dropping the 4th album it's like an orgasm Down to your core spasm, like girls in p**n have He just gets more badder, badder and more badder Poor little sick ba*tard, sick little poor ba*tard Panic attacks depression not really manic If he had mania he'd get sh** done if he had it Dramatic little f*ggot be a man and get at it Get mad attack you little problems like a f**ing fanatic With an automatic talking while I'm watching Titanic Pull it out and go bananas straight popping the static Man I've honestly had it, I'm sick of all of you damn it You're telling me to bring it if you want it then have it If you really want it bad then you got to go grab it Put it in the back of your van chop it and stab it Cut them up, f** them up drop bombs on them maggots Crush them like ants human beings are fantastic Can you feel the Nausea, like my father-in-law After we elected Obama, I'm dropping this lava Hot as a ménage à trois with Nikki Minaj, MIA, and Madonna You know that you wanna Grand-mamma and mamma This is my Nausea, listen I want ya To feel it I'm k**ing this I'm giving you all I can give you I got ya Right where I want ya Welcome to Nausea [Part 2] [Verse 2] Welcome to Nausea. Welcome to Anguish I'm in love with a dame and her name is Miss Fame-miss But she doesn't love me, no she thinks I'm ugly No she doesn't want me to be become her hubby But keep her has a hobby, no I think she wants me The way that she haunts me keeps winking and taunting Yes, I want that earned fame that Albert Einstein fame That Edgar Allan Poe fame, welcome to my pain "Oh that poor over-privileged American white thing Somebody get some Paxil and a pill for his migraine" Give me more of that Loratab such a horrible life Three beautiful children an adorable wife Oh deplorable strive that's why he's holding a knife I'm being sarcastic, but do you know what it's like To be a no one that no one will ever know and you try to Be normal but there's a whole that keeps growing inside you? You try to find meaning, your kids give you purpose But the question is: Without your kids are you worthless? You try to keep it together you're calm on the surface In your stomach there's an inferno, a burning, a furnace So what you'll never be famous you'll never be rich A normal life is better than this he said as he kissed His mistress goodbye they kissed he cried Would he finally find happiness after Syqnys died? [Chorus](x2) This is my Nausea, this is my pitiless pain This is my Nausea, chasing after riches and fame This is my Nausea, ah, isn't it just a shame Eighty years on this earth and no one remembers your name? This is my Nausea [Verse 3] My life is crisis of existential proportions My youth is dying inside me like third-trimester abortions Try not to let the distortions I have fester and morph in To the feeling a 10 year old orphan left at the orphanage, feels So let those endorphin's rush, I'll pretend they're more than Just a cerebrum that has too many bends and contortions Give me a pen and this poor little pity party will end I'm going to quit the same year that Doc and Marty were in With my wife and kids I'll take my life and start it again Not take my life as in suicide, let me start this again I'll give up rapping, by then I'll have my bachelors in Physics Work on my Masters and give this famous ring back to my mistress (I don't need it) Wasted my twenties, I'm not wasting my thirties I'm not chasing her anymore she keeps playing and flirting I can't take it I'm hurting, laying here baking and burning I'm a vegetarian staring at that stake and I'm yearning [Chorus](x3) This is my Nausea, this is my pitiless pain This is my Nausea, chasing after riches and fame This is my Nausea, ah, isn't it just a shame Eighty years on this earth and no one remembers your name? This is my Nausea [Outro] "One thing will all adore It's the one thing worth fighting for Nothing but pain, stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame