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Woorden: A Skylit Drive. Too Little Too Late.

You crowd around me on the floor
You're staring and observing
Seeing what I'm fighting for
It's not in you, not like this

I'm only seconds away
From giving in, and I'm running out of time
Now I'm running away to free my mind
My mind

It's so like you, idiscretion is all you can be
Screaming to see what is in between
I've been to hell and back, the quiet never lasts
It's not like you to take a risk

I'm only seconds away
From giving in, and I'm running out of time
Now I'm running away to free my mind, my mind
With only seconds to go
Corrupt the kill

We test a world the is broken
Don't give In
As time slips through our fingers
It slips away

We test the words that are spoken
Don't give in
Our final hour will linger
Too little, too late

We test a world that is broken

Don't give in
As time slips through our fingers
It slips away

We test the words that are spoken
Don't give in
The final hour will linger

Too little too fucking late
You're too late
The time we spent is frayed
Gone away, gone away

I'm only seconds away
From giving in, and I'm running out of time
Now I'm running away to free my mind, my mind
With only seconds to go
Corrupt the kill

We test a world the is broken
Don't give In
As time slips through our fingers
It slips away

We test the words that are spoken
Don't give in
Our final hour will linger
It slips away