Motion Sickness

Are you spinning the walls
Could you spare the axis
Slowing down the world
Left me feeling unwell
You provide the motion sickness
So well
My hands are tied
And my wings won't fly
Flawed, my design
When I open my eyes
There's a blur of a line
Where you left in time

Face the ocean that's still
Thundering the waves
Are rushing down a hill
Got it all figured out
Such a shame
All of the things
You spin your doubts
Teeth, cut on my flesh
Fades, just like the rest
What a fine young mess
No one left in bed
Just thoughts in my head
Where I was once fed

There's nothing left but vertigo

My hands are tied
And my wings won't fly
Flawed, my design
When I open my eyes
There's a blur of a line
Where you left in time



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Writer(s): Josh Fish
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