Kinda Sorta Lyrics - Too Much of a Good Thing

Kinda Sorta - Too Much of a Good Thing

I see fireworks when I close my eyes too tight
If I were to go blind would I see their brilliant light all of the time
No more faces to identify
No blue screens to rot my mind
Finally free from my vanity
Or just lose my head completely
Throw it in the backseat, light a match, and torch this thing

Please guide my hand and squeeze as tight as you can
I am undeserving of your mercy
Please hang me up to dry, hang me until I die

I've been sick for as long as I remember
So can you please be my doctor
Make me feel better
As pure as the earth
Sinking deeper and deeper
Until I am six feet under

Please pull me under
Dunk my head under water
It's just human nature
Can you make me a martyr
Baptize me until my lungs cave in on me

Written by:
Noah Fenton

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