Текст песни Fall - Living Too Late, слова песни Fall

Текст песни Fall - Living Too Late

Fall - Living Too Late слова песни

Crow`s feet are ingrained on my faceAnd I`m living too lateTry to wash the black off my face, but it`s ingrainedAnd I`m living too lateSleepless, in-control spleenA green [ace for Millie] must have [stump tripod] in the genesI`m immune to thingsIn my dreamsI saw through the treesO`er the poison river locksFork treacherous would beatBut still my heart it is rockFinally going through old parasite gateBut there`s a 24-hour clock watchAnd I`m living too lateThinkSometimes life is like a new barPlastic seats, beer below parFood with no taste, music gratesI`m living too lateOnce talking was my favourite whileBut now I`m no conversationeerThe thrill is doneMaybe I`m living too longThe daylightI see trouble on the streetsFearing catastrophe to meetWalk down the devil`s boulevardBut still my heart is hardThey say the [cellars] were`t even blackBut I know they`re wrongThink it`s one [bin]

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Living Too Late

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