We got too much
Know what I’m bout to say
We act a fool, trust
Pick just what you want
She cannot choose oh my god
Still we rush through the night this nothing new
Come back to this side

We got too much
Know what I’m bout to say
We act a fool, trust
Pick just what you want
She cannot choose oh my god
Still we rush through the night this nothing new
Come back to this side

Pulled my hoodie down too low im stuck in Sherwood walking round
No need to rush cause theres enough for you and them to go around
No need to fix what co-exists
No photographs were taking picks
Cut out the lows were in the mix
No words are needed shit just clicks
My heart will go on even if I’m never there
I’ve traded in my motivation for despair
Keep the distance at a distance
Keep me round just for assistance
All the the figures turn to figments
All the colours turn to pigments
I step right in and fall for it everytime
I guess I am the only thing outta line
It’s yours? it’s mine? I guess we’re waiting to see
I let it go in the river and it came right back to me
Mhm mhm
I like to suffer I guess
I’m not watching where I step I don’t know what’s coming next
We got too much
Know what I’m bout to say
We act a fool, trust
Pick just what you want
She cannot choose oh my god
Still we rush through the night this nothing new
Come back to this side

We got too much
Know what I’m bout to say
We act a fool, trust
Pick just what you want
She cannot choose oh my god
Still we rush through the night this nothing new
Come back to this side