Another week where I wanna try stealing
Air with some of the kindness, I’m suicide
You had to smile at the break boards baby
And you, you used to build me a place to hide

Although through the meetings
I will meet you were I go
And maybe I will realize that pressure comes, pressure is low

Too much to handle
That’s just what I need
We’ve been out all night to prove
We are free

And we will make it to the weekend
And we will learn how to breathe
When it’s too much handle
Being free

I’m up again in the middle of the night
That time when it’s too easy to judge myself on everything
I read about the secret life of plants
Still I’d be of small enough to get back to sleep

All is getting cornered and it could get where I’m looking at you
Sunday’s on our hearts and so many things what I didn’t go through

Too much to handle
That’s just what I need
When it’s too much handle
We are free

And we will make it to the weekend
And we will learn how to breathe
When it’s too much handle
Being free

Too much to handle
That’s just what I need
We’ve been out all night to prove
We are free

And we will make it to the weekend
And we will learn how to breathe
When it’s too much handle
Being free

And we will make it to the weekend
And we will learn how to breathe
When it’s too much handle
Too much handle
Too much handle
Being free