Too many

[Chorus]
I don’t know what it means
I’ve seen too many go
And I ain’t seen
What you know bout my too many wrongs
They say, “hey, let it go”
I’ve got too many ghosts
Yeah, I’ve got too many ghosts

[verse]
I’ve had too many late nights by myself
Thoughts in a well
Spring like fire
Out the gate I was thinking
“Hell, if this ain’t it?”
What’s the meaning of personal wealth?
What’s the feeling I’m dealing with, still?
Why do I let myself be myself?
(wait a minute)
Count ‘em 60 on a clock that’s broken
Lens on the world out of focus
Plague rolled through like the locust
On my eighth day
Get a grip quick, handbrakes
A hope, a glimpse, a prayer, a promisе
I found the back and forth dishonest
I kept my mouth closеd through the calmness

[Chorus]
I don’t know what it means
I’ve seen too many go
And I ain’t seen
What you know bout my too many wrongs
They say, “hey, let it go”
I’ve got too many ghosts
Yeah, I’ve got too many ghosts

[verse]
Little more of a little less, somewhere in between
Little slice of happiness in hopeless dreams
Middle ground to what I found and how it seems
Split thoughts, pulling straws out of seams
All our parables are those punk songs that we heard as teens
Lately I can feel it all surrounding me
Found home in the dissonance, the boundary
Never felt it made sense, I just chose to circumvent
Found my motivation in the discontent
Found my motivation in the discontent
The discontent

[Chorus]
I don’t know what it means
I’ve seen too many go
And I ain’t seen
What you know bout my too many wrongs
They say, “hey, let it go”
I’ve got too many ghosts
Yeah, I’ve got too many ghosts