Crow's feet are ingrained on my face And I'm living too late Try to wash the black off my face, but it's ingrained And I'm living too late Sleepless, in-control spleen Agreed ace family Must have stump tripod in the genes I'm immune to things In my dreams I saw through the trees O'er the poison river locks Talk treacherous would beat But still my heart it is rock Finally going through old parasite gate But there's a 24-hour clock watch And I'm living too late Think Sometimes life is like a new bar Plastic seats, beer below par Food with no taste, music grates I'm living too late Once talking was my favourite while But now I know a conversation's end Before it's done Maybe I'm living too long The daylight I see trouble on the streets Fearing catastrophe to meet Walk down the devil's boulevard But still my heart is hard They say them cellars [weren't even/were evil] black But I know they're wrong Think it's one Been Living Too LongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
