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This is way too late for me Doing exactly what I shouldn't be I'm in the right place at the wrong time And you just set me off Checking the other rooms with a cough With the silence in return, I recline From that moment on for half an hour Energy surges and creates a tower A pilar of evil and a stupid idea As the search for something special begins My record - over fifty defeats and zero wins Nothing means nothing, even when it's so near Driven by a shallow greed Judging on look, shape and creed I tilt my head to the highest skies To scream without the slightest sound As remorse pummels me to the ground These relationships are carnal lies Driven by a shallow greed Judging on look, shape and creed I tilt my head to the highest skies Dusting myself til im clean Ive had my fill, if you know what i mean And a child inside hears lonely cries From Letras Mania