Too Much
There's a circle of metal chairs all around me
I feel like I'm dying
My anxiety is so oppressive
It feels heavy inside my chest
You're not here and it doesn't feel right
If I could stay sober one more night
Make it back to this room
The heat in my head consumes
I'm slipping
It's too much
It's too much
It's too much
If I breakdown
If I fuck up
Will I lose you
Gotta behave now
Already feel like
You're not here
It's too much
I'm feeling psycho
Their telling stories about how life goes
I couldn't care less
I'm looking at my phone
I only came here
Cause when you saw me I swear you looked
So impressed
I gotta have you
Taste you
Fuck you
Love you
I wanna feel you
This room is so cold
And these people are jokes
It's too much
It's too much
It's too much
It's too much
Some woman is crying
Her children were taken
Some man is so angry
His love for booze has betrayed him
I am following down this hell hole
I feel out of control
If I breakdown
If I mess up
If I lose you
I don't know what to do
I'm fucking confused
I Hate the crowd in this room
I don't want help
I'm slipping
But I feel so confused
I feel like I'm dying
My anxiety is so oppressive
It feels heavy inside my chest
You're not here and it doesn't feel right
If I could stay sober one more night
Make it back to this room
The heat in my head consumes
I'm slipping
It's too much
It's too much
It's too much
If I breakdown
If I fuck up
Will I lose you
Gotta behave now
Already feel like
You're not here
It's too much
I'm feeling psycho
Their telling stories about how life goes
I couldn't care less
I'm looking at my phone
I only came here
Cause when you saw me I swear you looked
So impressed
I gotta have you
Taste you
Fuck you
Love you
I wanna feel you
This room is so cold
And these people are jokes
It's too much
It's too much
It's too much
It's too much
Some woman is crying
Her children were taken
Some man is so angry
His love for booze has betrayed him
I am following down this hell hole
I feel out of control
If I breakdown
If I mess up
If I lose you
I don't know what to do
I'm fucking confused
I Hate the crowd in this room
I don't want help
I'm slipping
But I feel so confused
Credits
Writer(s): Aspen Elocin
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