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Landfill Anti Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah There's no sense of time, very blurred line, ain’t it? (Yeah) Wakin' up 7PM, puttin' strain on the world outside Dried my eyes, how the fuck am I crying? Life is super vibrant Myriad of trial and error in different areas Cooking ravioli but feinding into these pastas I can’t help myself until garbage dripping on pavement Save it, no-no, really, save it, waiting, patience Hard to be so patient, hard to be so patient Wait a minute? Init? Hard to be so patient, I guess I just sit here waiting Married to the money so my life feels so vacant Hatin' online niggas [?] we will make it I be up early for the bag that I'm chasin' Man, I feel like my life gettin' wasted Man, I feel so dead I ain't even stuck, gettin' faded Never trust these lames, I can spot all the hatred How many fuckin' hatin’ from their motherfuckin’ basement? From Letras Mania