100 lyrics for "Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much"
In a world uncertain, say you'll be my stone And I will follow where this takes me And my tomorrows long to be unknown When all is shaken, be my safety (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Be my stone So much on my mind I think I think too much Read between these lines
PlayIt's amazing the amount of rejection that I see I'm lookin' forward to the girl I wanna be So I try not to waste too much time at the bathroom sink Puttin' on my makeup Puttin' off the hard stuff Hoping that it passes Fake smile and eyelashes And try not
PlayIt's hard enough being alone Sitting here by the phone Waiting for my memories To come and play It's hard enough sitting there Rockin' in your rockin' chair It's all too much for me to take When you're not there I'm older than I wish to be
PlayOh missa marshal Oh missa sheriff Jah no partial Define seh yuh partial Oh missa general Yuh jus' a cause too much funeral Yuh cause jah jah children to perish Oh missa lieutenant A see you asking for repentance
PlayToo much ice, too much ice, too much ice on me, ooh (ooh) Too much ice, too much ice, too much ice on me, bitch (chyeah, brr, ooh) I'm the youngest flexer out here, sure you've heard 'bout me, ooh (chyeah, chyeah, chyeah) Bentley coupe, drop top coupe,
PlayA thick fog lies ahead The ocean's deadly calm Their ship glides on the silent waves Into the unknown He cannot turn around For him it's much too late He puts his back into the oar And rows towards his fate The ship cuts through, the milk white mist
PlayAnd you're a rocket queen I might be a little young but honey I ain't naive Here I am and you're a rocket queen oh yeah I might be too much But honey you're a bit obscene I've seen everything imaginable Pass before these eyes I've had everything that's
PlayIt's a good life Yeah we all have had those dreams Of the sun, and the sea and an island Where you switch off It's a good life for me Too much information People drowning in receipts Some days you wanna just chuck it all Try your luck and hit the streets
PlayI'm just a backwoods Barbie, too much makeup, too much hair. Don't be fooled by thinkin' that the goods are not all there. I grew up poor and ragged, just a simple country girl. I wanted to be pretty more than anything in the world, Like Barbie or the
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