Nausea in Paradise

by Plastic Picnic

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Recorded: Room 17 Studios / Brooklyn, NY
Brent Nettles: Vocal Engineering
Engineer, Mixing, Producing: Ted Young / Brooklyn, NY
Mastered: Jessica Thompson / Coast Mastering / Berkeley, CA
Artwork: Emily Seguin
Song written by Plastic Picnic all rights reserved.

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I should of known.
It's the reason that you’re living alone.
Concentrated on how they feel--
about you through a glass eye wrapped in steel.

It’s your foley, like a fake sound
added to your film to make you feel more profound.
It’s your body on a fallen night—occupied with the same blind view of life.

That simple little feeling of a sterile kind of love
Your eyes kept shut until the glare becomes the sun.

You should of known,
but the same sand's under your skin now.
Grain to grain as they watch you go---
sink into a place that you won't know.

That simple little feeling of a sterile kind of love
Your eyes kept shut til' the glare becomes the sun.

And it keeps you warm
As you fall into another lie,
that keeps you wrong,
Nausea in Paradise.

The Simple little pleasures that will keep you far from light.
They're crawling up your back
So you shut it down,
Like the mill on the hill you're silent now.
No timber left to burn,
so you blend in with surroundings now.
You're looking back.

It keeps you warm
As you fall into another lie,
That keeps you wrong,
Nausea in Paradise.

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released July 7, 2016
Recorded: Room 17 Studios / Brooklyn, NY
Brent Nettles: Vocal Engineering
Engineer, Mixing, Producing: Ted Young / Brooklyn, NY
Mastered: Jessica Thompson / Coast Mastering / Berkeley, CA
Artwork: Emily Seguin
Song written by Plastic Picnic all rights reserved.

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