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Written by max collins Suffocate from lack of stimulation Television time Gonna break with every bead of sweat My heart hate seems to climb My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I found a dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else and so do i Smalltown trap with dreams of breaking out Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out Satan's in the living room choking me with apathy Smalltown trap with dreams of breaking out Inspire me cause if you don't I think I'll dissipate to dust The liar in me says something's gonna happen soon because it must My friend and I stick to the tired couches Please pass the time I found a dime under the corner cushion Wishing it was some place else and so do i Community immunity is the shot I crave A sleepless sleep slow motion dream wanna dig my grave Time ticks away on the longest day Wanna break away on the longest day
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