(Verse 1)
I can tell that your tired
Personal space under fire
We sat so close
Didn't wanna go home
(Chorus 1)
Nausea
Seizures
Unseeing
My brain's bleeding
(Verse 2)
The time has finally come
Oh man if I owned a gun
This week's been the worst
I dreamt of a white hearse
(Chorus 2)
Nausea
Seizures
Inoperable
Your a brain tumour
I can tell that your tired
Personal space under fire
We sat so close
Didn't wanna go home
(Chorus 1)
Nausea
Seizures
Unseeing
My brain's bleeding
(Verse 2)
The time has finally come
Oh man if I owned a gun
This week's been the worst
I dreamt of a white hearse
(Chorus 2)
Nausea
Seizures
Inoperable
Your a brain tumour
( Ollie Cook )
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