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Looks like a little too late now Wrapped up in tragedy Choking on the silver spoon that you're served with Someone, please tell me how it tastes Razor wire pulled between our teeth Shattered mirrors staring back at me No compliments from you, I know she's changed Steel arms around necks; emptied and desolate Still can't gauge the taste that's on your breath Undo all mistakes, our final request Even if it's fake, it's real to me A caught up exchange at everything (Give it up) Maybe we should slow it down? Looks like too little too late now This disaster you tried to avoid Overshared too soon Affections act like decoys Round a blind bend Trying to hang myself on phone chords again Even if it's fake, it's real to me A caught up exchange at everything Letras de cancionesBut maybe we could slow it down Looks like too little too late now Affections act like decoys But still, my end was implied Even if it's fake, it's real to me Even if it's fake, it's real to me A caught up exchange at everything But maybe we could slow it down Looks to be too little too late now From Letras Mania