Thinking Too Much

By Charles Harte

On Phoenix

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[Intro]

Uh hey Charles it’s me again, I still think you should kill yourself

I just think you’re a worthless piece of shit and you’re not worth anything honestly

Oh my god, I can’t stand you, like

Shut up, just stop talking, shut up, don’t raise your hand, stop talking

Don’t look at them, what are you doing? Go home

You’re 18 and you’re trying to rap

You think anyone is going to take you seriously?

Are you kidding me? What is wrong with you?

Haha, of course, of course they were lying to you

You’re not worth love, are you kidding me

Have you? Ha ha ha, oh my god

Honestly, you’re the worst person in the whole world, so just think about it, you know?


[Verse 1]

Yeah

I’ve been saying fuck it it’s dumb since I’ve been sucking my thumb

Is this shit what I am, or is it what I’ve become?

I never thought I’d be numb, but I feel wired and tired

Like the end of a candle, when the fire expires

Ah

Why do I keep checking my phone

It’s wrecking my dome, ‘cause

Ain’t nobody checking “you home?”

Upset and alone

I ain’t sent no texts to friends or next of kin

I guess I been depressed again

Brain on vacation, on a cruise, I’m tidal

My thoughts keep me constantly abused and bridled

What’s wrong with me? Can’t even choose a title

So confused and idle that I’m suicidal

I don’t think anybody is above me

But I

Hate me more than you could ever love me

Am I

Ugly? Lovely? Am I a dummy? Funny?

Can somebody hug me?

Man I’ll just keep running from me


[Chorus]

Stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Oh my god, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Relax, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Oh my god, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Chill out, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Oh my god, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Calm down, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Oh my god, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)


[Verse 2]

Days are long but the weeks are short

Months feel wrong and the years contort

A life’s a blip, but an important lesson

I wish I could live it but I’m frozen in a second

Like mister freeze

I’m my own arch enemy

The misery

Isn’t ever gonna end in me

No mystery why

I won’t ever find a friend in me

Don’t disagree

My mind isn’t an anemone

I guess I’ve grown on my own

I groan in my home all alone on my phone

Now I feel nervous

Gotta find a purpose

Now I feel worthless

Maybe I deserve this

Ugh

I gotta fight

Not tonight

I’m tired

(So tired)

Living outta spite

Apathy? I’m a real glutton

Usually it’s easier to feel nothing


[Chorus]

Stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Oh my god, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Relax, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Oh my god, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Chill out, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Oh my god, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Calm down, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)

Oh my god, stop

Stop thinking too much

(Stop thinking too much)


[Verse 3]

I hate myself

I don’t love myself

I wish I could be someone else

You won’t want to be with me, I don’t need your help

I hate myself

I don’t love myself

I wish I could be someone else

Maybe we’re not thinking enough

Switch it up

I love myself

I don’t hate myself

You wish you could be me

I wish someone else could love me

Want to be with me?

I love myself

I don’t hate myself

You wish you could be me

I wish someone else could love me

Want to be with me?

I love myself

I don’t hate myself

You wish you could be me

I wish someone else could love me

Love love love love me

I wish you could love me

I don’t hate myself, I hate you

I need your help

I need your help

I need need need need


[Outro]

Uh, okay fine, you made one song that wasn’t complete and utter garbage

But you’re still a piece of shit, alright?

Next time you make a song you’re gonna realize this was luck

There’s no talent in you, you’re fat, you’re lazy, you’re ugly-

Just… shut up