Lyrics:
it's too late, it's too late
The time just accelerates
So make your memories today before it's too late
Yesterday I saw a vision in my mind
I had now
anywhere
Show her love and climbing through the air
Save her now, before it's too late tonight
Oh like the speed of light
And she smiles
She's talking
on me
But what about the Wonder Woman bracelet?
Two-one-point-three diamond cut engraved rubies
Kid, I laced it
My sweet tooth gotta nigga throbbin',
Wait by the phone
Late all alone
He can't help you
But I know I could
Three years too long
You know this is wrong
Everything scars the skin
Come out and play
Before it's too late
I've got something to say to you
Come out and play
Before it's too late
I've got something to scream at you
got one more chance to do right
And it's tonight, now go out and show 'em that you love 'em before it's too late"
And just as I go to walk out of my
his father's truck and stole a gun
Mother running down the highway screaming
Johnny it's too bad, oh it's too and it's bad
And it's too bad
mates are doing time
Married with three kids up by the ring road
Sold their souls straight down the line
And some of them own little sports cars
time
Hey, come out and play
By the time you hear the siren
It's already too late
One goes to the morgue and the other to jail
One guy's wasted
on me
But what about the Wonder Woman bracelet?
Two-one-point-three diamond cut engraved rubies
Kid, I laced it
My sweet tooth gotta nigga throbbin',
So far away
I wish you were here
Before it's too late
This could all disappear
Before the doors close
And it comes to an end
With you by my
about where you swim
So be careful what you wish for
You might get it, and then it's too late
The future's knocking at the front door
Beware now
to love what you do
If we don't do something now then we'll never know
If we stay here too long then we'll, we'll never grow old
So, before it's too late
of ? and growth
Burning 3rd degree free masons of old the American doctor the skull and posts
The matrix sign of the sacred geometric doctrines of hatred
Do you remember mid-late May in the early 80s
Do you remember Melbourne Avenue
He was caught before with a girl on his arm
And harm on his mind,
of oblivion you make
I need it, too
Let me check-in my mind
With my coat at the door
'Cause I want to go flying
Where I've never been before
Some inviting
VOLCANO ROOM Its late Friday night we got nothing to do, Were headed on down to the Volcano Room, In the dark of the night by the light of the moon,
here on the ladder of my life
Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I
won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break
And don't let children cry
Before it gets too late
I want to testify
I take what's said as my daily dread
on late night TV
But now I'm thirty-two and as you can see I'm not
Nope! Oh well, it sucks to be me
No, it sucks to be me
No, it sucks to be broke
know what you're thinkin', it's kinda late to go swimmin'
But you know your mama, she's one of those type of women
That do crazy things, and if she
Now the lights go low on the avenue
And the cars pass by in the rain
University boys and the girls fill the bars
While I'm just waiting for
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' n****s known for tellin' b****es f*** it in the late night
"Last
Oh, like a cat holding back 'till it's too late the damage is done
State your peace, go ahead and say it
I swear it can't get much worse
Make
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