Too much, and I drink to the grave.
So much, my soul you won't save.
I know, I should know better than this.

Too much, of hitting the bottle.
So much, of speaking the twattle.
I know, I could be better than this.

[Chorus]
Back from the dead are we Mr. Neal?
My god it's good to see you alive.
Where did you go last night? How do you feel?
How long do you think you can survive

Too much, hardships I've had.
So much, of feeling oh so sad.
I know, it could be better than this.

Too much, of feeling a creep.
So much, of facing the leap.
I know, I've felt much better than this.

[Chorus]

Too much, and I drink to the grave.
So much, my soul you won't save.
I know, I should know better than this.

[Chorus]

Too Much

Hypercompression

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Hypercompression

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