Oxygen

I begin to hate that sound
Tripping up my ears
With my face tilt down
I always wanna hang, I'm down
Your picking up your time put down

I was in the cold back round
You were in the front lace out
Get a wordless a day so I always speak out
Why'd you automate me? (I fade out)



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Daniel
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