[Verse 1] Nerves are frayed thin Skin pulled clean back Fingers at the knuckles Blood on my shirt [Chorus] My stomach keeps turning Acid works its way up Nails falling on my stomach I feel it hit hard [Verse 2] Black bile rising My throat locks up tight The whole room tilts Death at my shoulder [Chorus] My stomach keeps turning Acid works its way up Nails falling on my stomach I feel it hit hard [Bridge] I’m a broken man Just a gutted shell Vomit in the sink Hell ringing in my ears [Chorus] My stomach keeps turning Acid works its way up Nails falling on my stomach
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