Too Much

[Intro: Habit Patterns (1954)]
It's a little late for tears, isn't it?
Even though you didn't know it was gonna happen today you still had your whole life to prepare for it
Of course you've gotten into the habit of not being prepared
And now its a little late isn't it?
This was how your day started, it started wrong

[Verse 1 : No1mportant]
Early morning caffeine fuel the heart beat
Messy room stacked up, wrinkled laundry
Every moment grind grind let the brain bleed
Melatonin night night get some bad sleep

[Chorus: No1mportant]
And It’s apparent we should settle down a bit
But we too scared we won’t ever amount to shit
Thirsty when they made that Kool-aid sweet
Meant to swish it ‘round but forgot to spit
And It’s apparent we should settle down a bit
But we too scared we won’t ever amount to shit
Thirsty when they made that Kool-aid sweet
Meant to swish it ‘round but forgot to spit

[Verse 2: No1mportant]
Yeah, howls from crowd relent
Love drowned out get down at the sound of it
At the counter with these clowns and they counterfeits
Y’all found what to pound to get out of it?
Why the fuck we needed colleges
While they kill the dream, CREAM fiends where the dollar is
Why we feel the need to grovel to apologists
Why it feel like we ain’t gotta do a lot of this

Right back in the morn’ after a long night
Ain’t too many I know that’s livin’ alright
I know too many gladiators that are getting just by
So If I ever meet my fuckin maker then it’s on sight

[Chorus: No1mportant]
And It’s apparent we should settle down a bit
But we too scared we won’t ever amount to shit
Thirsty when they made that Kool-aid sweet
Meant to swish it ‘round but forgot to spit
And It’s apparent we should settle down a bit
But we too scared we won’t ever amount to shit
Thirsty when they made that Kool-aid sweet
Meant to swish it ‘round but forgot to spit

[Verse 3: Scuare]
I’ve been around
I’ve been on foot
I got no destination
I got no love for you
Living off reputation
I'll be on something new
Bit off more than I can chew this time
At least there’s nothing left to do in this town
I don’t need luck I do enough now

God forbid
What you’re saying, what you’re doing
It’s not for profit

I don’t run
I don’t walk
I just push along the plot now
I don’t care
I just need to know what you'll do when you get knocked down

Feeling like I’ve got nothing left
I need to face this first
Relative to the way things been
How could I make it worse
What’s the use
Gimme that juice

[Chorus: Scuare]
And it’s apparent that we should settle down a bit
But we too scared we won’t ever get out this shit
If you stay, you in the way
You in the way