I saw you waiting there
With your eyes closed
You said don't be scared
Thinking that I don't know
Can't you feel the nausea
Gives you insomnia
No wonder It's obvious
Guilt trip for the audience
Angels picking straws for enlightened
I wonder if they ever feel biased
Out there you can feel your senses heightened
But you're still deaf to the sirens
Aren't you
Aren't you
Can't you feel the nausea
Gives you insomnia
No wonder It's obvious
Guilt trip for the audience
Can't you feel the nausea
Gives you insomnia
No wonder It's obvious
Guilt trip for the audience