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Oxygen

 

Oxygen


Yeah

I'm in need of oxygen
Catch my breath, then stop again
It ain't adding up, I got too much in my cup
Wake up, then go back to bed
Roll one for the hell of it
Hope somebody knows emotional CPR

It's getting dark, not feeling right
I'm in the zone, it's a sinking hole
It's a sinking hole, it's a sinking hole
And my mind is wandering
These dark thoughts keep coming in
The ceiling is closing in
Think I'm better off sleeping with the lights on
Sleeping with the lights on
(With the, with the lights on)

This right here ain't for the lovers
This one for the troubled struggle
When they think you more nuts
Than your peanut butter, flex your muscle
Your existence, so disruptive
Hate until they fucking love you
Nothing's more of a discomfort
Seeing you win

It's getting dark, not feeling right
I'm in the zone, it's a sinking hole
It's a sinking hole, it's a sinking hole
And my mind is wandering
These dark thoughts keep coming in
The ceiling is closing in
Think I'm better off sleeping with the lights on (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sleeping with the lights on

Yeah, yeah, 'cause it's all loving 'til you begin falling apart
And the thoughts starts to creep in when you're seemingly lost
You need something, I need lawn
Low-key, you think it's your fault
When you mistreat your soul, your demons grow, believe it or not
Just stop and breathe in and out
What are you beefing about?
Joy comes in seasons for reasons that go beyond your perceiving
Find peace in blindly believing
Maintain your focus, low-key
And fuck those not building with you
Catch up when they still ain't hit ya, still ain't hit ya

feito

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