Dry Heaves

I was drinking beer, then I was drinking Jäger
I know I shouldn't mix the two, I'll explain later
That shit's beside the point, when it's done, it's done
Now I'm already real mad and I've got the runs

I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves
I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves

I was on the E, then I was on the ground
When I shut my eyes, everything spun around
When I'm so fucked up, I forget where I am
I feel so bad, I keep thinking bad

Gut wrenches, spasms, they just won't stop
Trying to squeeze out just one last drop
My guts tie in knots, nothing left inside
Thank you so much for giving me a ride

I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves
I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves
I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves
I hate the dry heaves, I hate dry heaves