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hopes and live whispers
Moved us from close to distant
Shoulda done better
No Love Vendettas
Used to be by my side
Now I can't go get her
Never thought I

Returning late tell another sob story
Trying screaming by but it seems kinda boring
Getting high with the wife of the priest
Touch your lips

Too Late to Cry

The Average White Band

Feel No Fret

1979

for wondering why 
Yes it's too late to cry
Wondering just what passed you by 
Baby, it's too late to cry
Gotta dry your eyes

She can't sell what the money can buy
Run a million miles if it rolls the dice
She's only got herself to blame
But it's never too late

She's got

the street or elevator
Make you kneel like I'm your savior
Quick end, decapitate ya

Too late, because I'm too great
You muthafuckas know that it's true
I'm

suicide
Too late to catch the name, still I knew that it was you

The way that bad news comes as no surprise
Though till you hear it, you can't think what

secondhand
Turn us all against each other, fighting but they'll never win

Y'all don't wanna run up, bro
Afraid of standing up
Try to come against these

I said it's too late
It's too late
It's too late for TV

I been flipping the channels
And I'm disgusted by what I see
I'm glad I never had a shot

and attuned
Like a venue in the center of a room
Never needed Anck-Su-Namun
'Cause you already doomed
Into ribbons cut your faith
Not too late, not too late

I met these people on a Late night
I met these people on a Late Night
Told me to live fast, never die Young
Live fast, never die young
Huh
I met

the world a better place
'Cause tomorrow could be one day too late
One day too late
One day too late

Tick tock hear my life pass by
I can't erase and I can't

Star Kist
'Member when I started, all about the art then
Music made with left brain, heart, limbs, too afraid to charge them
Gone is the novice, 23 in my

to swim, bought into too many lies the way I hold a sale
And that life jacket you sent in these waters it was to know avail
I'm drowning out that noise

late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
Way too late to save us
Gratata
Way too late

late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
Way too late to save us
Gratata
Way too late

The Season for Romance

Rob Mounsey

The Season for Romance

2002

(Greg Barnhill/Phil Swann)

She smiles at him, he says, "Hello"
They stand beneath the mistletoe
Embarrassed by the awkward circumstance 

He asks

tiddies bounce
I walk around like, "Fuck the king", I'll never bow
I'll fuck the queen too and bust on the crown
Puff an ounce of the loud to take my mind

was meant to be good
I never noticed mine are dirty too

Those tattered tents don’t stand a chance
Against the winter wind’s indifference
Up on the hill

but you fucked up my heart too, if i don't put a dot on 'it
this will be a tragedy never-ending

you never were by my side,
just your body, your soul

five seven
With her devilish eyes and those thighs from heaven
Every time she smiles, man she looking so sexy like, ayy
Now we outside chilling
Late

held up and fortified by hades this maze corrupting blaze wicked ways the stage
Gasden for the page rattle the raffle play I leave it what it may too

of us making love on the sea yeah
Hold me close and never let me go
Serenade you like it's mind control
You know you have mi yuh nuh need control
Your

So this next song is called, uh... "Late Night Vybez" and the hook...
Yeah, yeah, make some noise...
Uh, this... this hook was inspired by um,

Late

Ben Folds

Songs for Silverman [Vinyl]

2005

always knew
You saw them too
But you never will again

It's too late
Don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time

Elliott, man, you played