*Definitely soft rock in my head*
You’re too much, too much
You’re too much, too much
Are you feeling unwanted
Are your memories haunted
By the words that were said
By every shake of their head
Dousing the fire inside
With each roll of their eyes
Ooooh oooh ooh
Time to strike the match and fan the smoke
Speak the words they should’ve spoke
Woooaahh ohh oh x2
Sick of hearing your apologies
Open up your eyes and see
That your fire within
Is a gift not a sin
Got to let your spirit out to fight
Your passion’s not a parasite
And you’re not too much
They’re just ignorant fucks
I’m so sick of being overspoken
Brushed off and ignored
Silenced by the ones I love
No sign of remorse
Saying “sorry” every time I speak
Regretting every word
A flame burns inside me
Though my voice goes unheard
So let’s strike the match and fan the smoke
Speak the words we should’ve spoke
Woooaahh ohh oh x2
No more unwarranted apologies
We are not our insecurities
And our fire within
Is a gift not a sin
Time to let our passions out to shine
Their detachment will not redefine,
The fact we’re not too much,
They’re just not enough.
It’s too much for them to comprehend
Too much for them to see,
We just need them to listen,
before we lose our sanity,
Our words are not meaningless,
This is not an analogy,
Though our pain might be hidden,
It’s our fucking reality
So when you’re feeling unwanted
When your mind’s being taunted
Ignore that voice in your head
Forget the words that were said
Light that fire inside
Let your voice come to life
And let’s strike the match and fan the smoke
Speak the words we should’ve spoke
Woooaahh ohh oh x2
No more unwarranted apologies
We are not our insecurities
And our fire within
Is a gift not a sin
Time to let our passions out to shine
Their detachment will not redefine,
The fact we’re not too much,
They’re just ignorant fucks.
I said you’re not too much,
they’re just ignorant fucks.
