Westhead - Too Much

Too much looking over
Too much heavy doubt
Big wigs in the bathroom
Cocaine in their mouths
Heard that you went fishing
Caught yourself a trout
I was at home waiting
My baby wanted me to come down
Yes my baby wanted me to come down
It's all too much for me
It's all too much
It's all too much for me
It's all too much
Maybe I could call you
Maybe not yet
I can draft a letter
One you'd never get
With some faded laughter
Questions I can ask
All my nights of dreaming
They will all still pass
Yes they will all still pass
It's all too much for me
It's all too much
It's all too much for me
It's all too much

Written by:
Maxwell DiFrisco

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