Nausea
Another Breath Lyrics


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God's Dead. I'm alive.
Sleeping all day just to pass the time
With the humming of the stereo to keep me company.
Nothing I need that I can't buy
Nothing left for me to do but die.
I've got it. The Filth. The Nausea.
Too much. Too much. Too much is not enough.
Too much. Too much. I'm fucking nauseous.
I need so much. So much more than this.
I've got everything. I need to suffer.
I hear a train in the distance
I feel my eyes start to well
I want to give in to this beautiful depression
And ride it straight to hell.
Now I've got the Filth. I've got the Nausea
Now I've got the Filth. I've got the Nausea
I need more than something.




I've gotta make this go away.
I need to suffer.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Another Breath's song "Nausea" depict a person who is alive but feels dead inside as they spend their days sleeping and numbing their senses with music. The individual has all they need materially, but they feel a sense of disgust and pointless existence, referred to as "The Filth" and "The Nausea." They crave something more than what they have, something that will help them suffer and make them feel real again.


The train in the distance could represent a symbol for a desirable escape from their current state of being. They feel drawn to the idea of giving in to their depression and going straight to hell. The repeated chorus of "Too much is not enough" and "I'm fucking nauseous" emphasizes their need for more significant physical or emotional pain to feel alive. They are left with the conclusion that they need to suffer more, and nothing in their current life is satisfactory enough.


The song's lyrics describe a feeling of awareness and longing for something authentic and real, even if it is painful. The individual in the song is self-destructive, caught in the cycle of needing to suffer to feel alive. The lyrics speak to the human struggle for purpose and meaning in life, as well as the desire to feel alive.


Line by Line Meaning

God's Dead. I'm alive.
I feel like God doesn't exist but I'm still alive and kicking.


Sleeping all day just to pass the time
I'm so bored that sleeping is the only way to kill time.


With the humming of the stereo to keep me company.
The sound of my stereo is the only friendly voice that keeps me company.


Nothing I need that I can't buy
Anything that I need is within my reach, as long as I have money to buy it.


Nothing left for me to do but die.
There's nothing worthwhile that I can do with my life except for dying.


I've got it. The Filth. The Nausea.
I've got this overwhelming sense of disgust and revulsion that's making me feel really sick.


Too much. Too much. Too much is not enough.
No matter how much I have, it never seems to be enough. I always crave for more.


Too much. Too much. I'm fucking nauseous.
Having too much of everything is making me feel sick to my stomach.


I need so much. So much more than this.
I have this insatiable appetite for more, and nothing seems to satisfy me.


I've got everything. I need to suffer.
Even though I have everything, I still feel like something is lacking in my life, so I need to suffer to feel alive.


I hear a train in the distance
I can hear a train in the distance, which is both calming and unsettling at the same time.


I feel my eyes start to well
I feel like I'm about to cry, and my eyes are starting to water.


I want to give in to this beautiful depression
I'm almost tempted to give in to my sadness as it feels beautiful in its own twisted way.


And ride it straight to hell.
I want to embrace my depression and let it take me to a place where I can find solace in my pain.


Now I've got the Filth. I've got the Nausea
I'm consumed by this overwhelming sense of disgust and revulsion that's making me feel really sick.


Now I've got the Filth. I've got the Nausea
I'm still feeling disgusted and nauseous even though I already have everything that I could possibly want.


I need more than something.
I need something that's more than just temporary and fleeting to make me feel alive.


I've gotta make this go away.
I have to find a way to make this feeling of disgust and nausea go away.


I need to suffer.
I crave the feeling of pain and suffering as it's the only way to feel alive.




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