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Motion Sickness
Phoebe Bridgers Lyrics


I hate you for what you did
And I miss you like a little kid
I faked it every time but that's alright
I can hardly feel anything
I hardly feel anything at all

You gave me fifteen hundred
To see your hypnotherapist
I only went one time, you let it slide
Fell on hard times a year ago
Was hoping you would let it go and you did

I have emotional motion sickness
Somebody roll the windows down
There are no words in the English language
I could scream to drown you out

I'm on the outside looking through
You're throwing rocks around your room
And while you're bleeding on your back in the glass
I'll be glad that I made it out
And sorry that it all went down like it did

I have emotional motion sickness
Somebody roll the windows down
There are no words in the English language
I could scream to drown you out

And why do you sing with an English accent
I guess it's too late to change it now
You know I'm never gonna let you have it
But I will try to drown you out

You said when you met me you were bored
You said when you met me you were bored
And you, you were in a band when I was born

I have emotional motion sickness
I try to stay clean and live without
And I want to know what would happen
If I surrender to the sound
Surrender to the sound

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Marshall Kenneth Vore, Phoebe Lucille Bridgers

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

jimiboi87

I was on my knees,
spankings and mac and cheese,
the kraft sauce please,

I gasp and wheeze

In a sinking bedroom,
where I cry myself to sleep,
trauma sticking to my insides like the orange yellow crust on week old bowls
I pay for therapy, afraid to become a weak old soul.



julia altringer

[Verse 1]
I hate you for what you did
And I miss you like a little kid
I faked it every time
But that's alright
I can hardly feel anything
I hardly feel anything at all

[Verse 2]
You gave me fifteen hundred
To see your hypnotherapist
I only went one time
You let it slide
Fell on hard times a year ago
Was hoping you would let it go, and you did

[Chorus]
I have emotional motion sickness
Somebody roll the windows down
There are no words in the English language
I could scream to drown you out

[Verse 3]
I'm on the outside looking through
You're throwing rocks around your room
And while you're bleeding on your back
In the glass
I'll be glad that I made it out
And sorry that it all went down like it did

[Chorus]
I have emotional motion sickness
Somebody roll the windows down
There are no words in the English language
I could scream to drown you out
Hey, why do you sing with an English accent?
I guess it's too late to change it now
You know I'm never gonna let you have it
But I will try to drown you out

[Bridge]
You said when you met me, you were bored
You said when you met me, you were bored
And you, you were in a band when I was born

[Chorus]
I have emotional motion sickness
I try to stay clean and live without
And I want to know what would happen
If I surrender to the sound
Surrender to the sound



All comments from YouTube:

Ben Krogh

Your audio engineers should all get a raise for this one.

han

literally it’s perfect

Paranoid Android

@blue Howard Stern can go to hell

santiago rial

Máster Piece!!

Rogue Bot

Agreed. Making this train wreck listenable is quite an accomplishment.

David Knight

Here double checking for floor tom

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Sincerely not yours,

I thought she is one of those whisper-singers but girl can belt the notes out.

Mindaurra

"I hate you for what you did, and I miss you like a little kid." This first line is so fucking relatable. I love this song.

IrvSauce

I'm 35 and I still can't write about trauma like this. Every time I try, I just end up writing a song about macaroni and cheese or something similarly silly. I don't dare to even write, let alone share, something that makes me feel so exposed. She's so fucking brave. I love this song and everything she has done.

jimiboi87

I was on my knees,
spankings and mac and cheese,
the kraft sauce please,

I gasp and wheeze

In a sinking bedroom,
where I cry myself to sleep,
trauma sticking to my insides like the orange yellow crust on week old bowls
I pay for therapy, afraid to become a weak old soul.

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