Testo Living too late The Fall

Living too late

Crows feet are ingrained on my face
And Im living too late
Try to wash the black off my face, but its ingrained
And Im living too late

Sleepless, in-control spleen
Agreed ace family
Must have stump tripod in the genes
Im immune to things
In my dreams

I saw through the trees
Oer the poison river locks
Talk treacherous would beat
But still my heart it is rock

Finally going through old parasite gate
But theres a 24-hour clock watch
And Im living too late
Think

Sometimes life is like a new bar
Plastic seats, beer below par
Food with no taste, music grates
Im living too late

Once talking was my favourite while
But now I know a conversations end
Before its done
Maybe Im living too long

The daylight

I see trouble on the streets
Fearing catastrophe to meet
Walk down the devils boulevard
But still my heart is hard

They say them cellars [weret even/were evil] black
But I know theyre wrong
Think its one
Been
Living too long

[extra verses on living too long:

Eyes like two tv screens
Continual open
Feel no pain
I live again

Im super sad sweet sad
Line is cracked
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Vision gone
Im living too long]