JUST TOO HARSH

Andy Chan

Sometimes, the deepest wounds aren’t caused by sharp objects, but by the “words” we hurl at one another in moments of anger or sadness. “ເກີນໄປ” is a soul-stirring ballad that narrates the slow decay of a relationship poisoned by harsh language and dramatic overstatements. It serves as an emotional echo for anyone who has felt their spirit gradually drain away under the weight of verbal cruelty—a pain that can be more lethal than any blade.

The heart of this song is a powerful reminder that once words leave our lips, they can never be taken back. They have the power to either heal a soul or act as a slow-acting poison that kills the spirit from within. We invite you to dive into this intense emotional journey and reflect on the importance of cherishing one another’s feelings. Listen to the premiere now, exclusively at laopress.com.

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ຊື່ເພງ: ເກີນໄປ

ທຸກຖ້ອຍຄຳ ທີ່ເຈົ້າປ່ອຍມັນອອກມາ
ຮູ້ບໍ່ວ່າ ມັນໜັກເກີນຈະຮັບໄຫວ
ຄຳເວົ້າທີ່ຄິດວ່າທຳມະດາ ແຕ່ມັນແຝງດ້ວຍຢາພິດຂ້າງໃນ
ກັດກິນຫົວໃຈ ຂອງຄົນທີ່ຮັກເຈົ້າໝົດໃຈ… ຊ້າຊ້າ

ເຈົ້າອາດຈະຄິດ ວ່າການເວົ້າໃຫ້ມັນແຮງ
ຈະເປັນການສະແດງ ວ່າເຈົ້າເໜືອກວ່າໃຜ
ແຕ່ຄຳເວົ້າທີ່ເກີນຈິງ ທີ່ເຈົ້າໃຊ້ທຳລາຍຈິດໃຈ
ມັນຄືມີດຄົມທີ່ເບິ່ງບໍ່ເຫັນ ທີ່ກຳລັງແທງລົງໄປ… ທີ່ກາງໃຈ

ຢຸດໄດ້ບໍ່… ກ່ອນທີ່ທຸກຢ່າງຈະພັງທະລາຍ
ຄຳເວົ້າທີ່ຮ້າຍກາດ ມັນບໍ່ເຄີຍເຮັດໃຫ້ຫຍັງດີຂຶ້ນມາ
ມີແຕ່ຈະເຮັດໃຫ້ ນ້ຳຕາຕ້ອງນອງໜ້າ
ແລະ ຂ້າຄວາມຮູ້ສຶກດີໆ ໃຫ້ຕາຍໄປ…

ມັນເກີນໄປແລ້ວ… ທີ່ເຈົ້າໃຊ້ຄຳເວົ້າຂ້າຄົນ
ມັນທໍລະມານເຫຼືອລົ້ນ ກັບຄຳເວົ້າທີ່ເຈົ້າປັ້ນແຕ່ງ
ຄົມມີດທີ່ວ່າແຫຼມ ຍັງບໍ່ເຈັບເທົ່າຄຳເວົ້າທີ່ຮຸນແຮງ
ມັນຄ່ອຍໆຂ້າຂ້ອຍໃຫ້ຕາຍທັງເປັນ… ດ້ວຍຄຳເວົ້າຂອງເຈົ້າ
ມັນເກີນໄປ… ມັນເຈັບເກີນໄປ…

ຄຳເວົ້າທີ່ຫຼຸດອອກຈາກປາກ ມັນເອົາຄືນມາບໍ່ໄດ້
ເຈົ້າໃຊ້ຄວາມສະໃຈ ແຕ່ຂ້ອຍຕ້ອງໃຊ້ຄວາມອົດທົນ
ຄວາມຮັກທີ່ມີ ມັນຄ່ອຍໆເຫືອດແຫ້ງໄປທຸກທີ
ເພາະຄຳເວົ້າທີ່ເຈົ້າ… ບໍ່ເຄີຍຖະໜອມມັນເລີຍ!

ຢຸດເວົ້າ… ຖ້າມັນມີແຕ່ຈະເຮັດໃຫ້ເຈັບ
ຢຸດເກັບ… ຄວາມສະໃຈໄວ້ເທິງນ້ຳຕາ
ກ່ອນທີ່ມື້ນີ້… ຈະບໍ່ມີຂ້ອຍໃຫ້ເຈົ້າໄດ້ທຳຮ້າຍອີກຕໍ່ໄປ

Every single word you let slip away,
Do you know they’re a burden too heavy to weigh?
Words you think are casual, just things you say,
But they’re laced with a poison that won’t go away.
Slowly eroding the heart of the one who loved you… day by day.

Maybe you think that by speaking so cold,
It shows a power that’s brave and bold.
But those exaggerated lies, the stories you’ve told,
Are like invisible blades that take a firm hold.
Stabbing deep into the soul, in a grip that won’t unfold.

Can you just stop… before everything falls to dust?
Cruel words never built a bridge of trust.
They only bring the tears, the salt, and the rust,
Killing every good feeling, turning love into disgust.

It’s just too much… using words as a weapon to kill.
The torment is endless, the air grows chill.
The sharpest knife couldn’t inflict such a thrill of pain,
Compared to the violence of your verbal rain.
You’re slowly killing me alive… with the things you say.
It’s too much… it’s just too much to bear.

Words that leave your lips can never be unsaid,
You chose your satisfaction, while my spirit bled.
The love we had is drying up, hanging by a thread,
Because you never cared for the heart that you fed…
With those bitter, jagged lines!

Stop speaking… if it only serves to bruise.
Stop clinging… to a victory where we both lose.
Before there’s nothing left of me for you to abuse.