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They're all just suicides, in a social way.
I'll never need that dormant time, i'll tell you why.
'cause i think about it all the time,
I think about ?
I am ?
Sensory ? you
I don't know why, trust me,
It's bleeding me,
I don't know why, god, it's social suicide.
Sensory overload, what a hell of a time.
Gotta sensory overload, gotta free your little mind,
Free your little mi-i-mind. oh!
Go!
'cause i think about ?
I think about ?
Think about playing these games for real.
I wanna write down all the things i feel.
Don't wanna hide from the things i hear.
I don't know why, trust me,
Oh god it's bleeding me,
I don't know, god, it's social suicide.
Sensory overload, what a hell of a time.
Gotta sensory overload, gotta free your mind,
Free your little mi-i-mind, your little....
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