Lyric

Riding the train, standing by the door

Leaning on the wall, my usual spot feels secure

But deep inside, my nose begins to itch a bit

Little by little, passengers crowd in

Yet this space still feels like silence

The sound of sniffing draws everyone’s eyes

Her Her Her……Her cushion!

Cool sharp Me Guy Day Master

Ted Day who say Dar K don

Draw draw No, turnnn Two It chat turn

Tory are Eight zoo, Nova She tall cold…

I sneezed

I blocked it with my hand

But it got covered in thick phlegm

I'll just stretch it out for now

Her Her Her……Her cushion!

Nanny Me Ton Naen

One more station, still a little far

The person across keeps staring strangely

While I’m stuck with these sticky hands

Eyes on my phone, pretending I don’t care

Holding my bag, wiping here and there

But that tickling nose comes back again

Her Her Her……Her cushion!

Cool sharp Me Guy Day Master

Ted Day who say Dar K don

Never Never No, turnnn Two It chat turn

Tory are Eight zoo, Nova She tall cold…

I sneezed

I blocked it with my hand

There's sticky phlegm on it

I'll just stretch it out for now

Her Her Her……Her cushion!

It's Mad Day, Me Ton Naen

Doors slide open, wind is rushing through

The person across gives me a look

Pity, contempt, something in between

As I try to step off

Her Her Her……Her cushion!

Cool sharp Me Guy Day Master

Ted Day who say Dar K don

Cool say Cool say turnnn Two It chat turn

Tory are Eight zoo, Nova She tall cold…

I sneezed

I tried to block it with my hand

But smelly phlegm got on it

Her Her Her……Her cushion!

Nanny Me Ton Naen

Son nar knee, Mean tall eat Tail, Cool Dan side…