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lirik lagu too late – feziboy

[verse]
i must address the depressing bits
the trust essence occurs less and it-
busted the rest of her confessions, it’s-
much better preferred to just forget the sh-t
cut wrist, turn on adrenaline
and suddenly the burning aggression kicks
let’s be careless and second guess that she’s-
getting on fair, like she’s never had her restless fits
lying fricking persists while she’s doomed, it’s not over
trying to get a slit through her wound while it’s open
relying on drink and food, don’t wanna stay sober
stuck every day between these bl–dy-stained road works
it’s not like she’s an agent with a code word
there’s no life or patience in this cold dirt
strangers staring like she’s insane while the soul burns
yeah, it’s pretty crazy but is the fault her’s?
lazy at work, now, where’s the cope limit?
days begin to hurt without any hope in it
waiting to burst while the tare hole’s living
gaping because of workes with their hole digging
the whole point in living is to stay at it, right?
but locks her frustrations inside an attic tight
rusty pile of papers stored here tonight
but these invitations are cold-hearted lies!
i’m flawed but i’m constantly performing it, right?
jaws drop with trauma in her eyes
bought things from the store but it wouldn’t change the light, became
poorly and cold and could no longer stay inside
if you prefer, mate, you wanna stay at mine?
letting her take the door keys from my
pocket just to keep her walking alive
my wallet’s full of money while she’s torn in her mind
gives me a drawing of the pain that she suffers
quickly puts on a face of her every day conundrums
bricks in the bl–dy wall begin to break and crumble
disappears from the floor and the weights begin to tumble
the girl was fantasised inside my thirsty brain
personally made, i guess, i’m first to relate
it hurts when i make a dreadful mistake
let me remind you this when you all are afraid
it ain’t a piece of cake, more a teasing pain
though, believing may be the main thing to make-
your daydreams awake, and we seem to hate-
people telling us to simply keep the wait!
say something loving even if they seem okay
it’s how you say it that governs a seeker’s fate
abused but sober, was that the promised way?
coz once it’s all over, like that, it’s prob’ly way too late!

[outro]
too late, too late, too late, too late
too late, too late, too late, too late

- feziboy

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