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• Artiste: InVisions
• Titre: Too Little, Too Late
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Swarm A danger to your own health You know you’ve fucked yourself Can’t hold your tongue Don’t even know if you meant it I fucking resent it Like second nature, system failure Ethics faded to black You’re too far gone there ain’t no fucking coming back You can’t come back from this Just know you’ll never be missed You can’t come back from this Just know you’ll never be missed Try and tell me that this wasn’t your plan all along Somewhere way down the line you lost your sense of right and wrong I hope it eats you alive Can’t hold your tongue Don’t even know if you meant it I fucking resent it Like second nature, system failure Ethics faded to black You’re too far gone there ain’t no fucking coming back A danger to your own health Can’t blame nobody else So when you’re begging for help Just know that you’ve fucked yourself Dead fucking weight Too little, too late So when you’re begging for help Just know that you’ve fucked yourself You can’t come back from this Just know you’ll never be missed You can’t come back from this You dug your grave so die in it Try and tell me that this wasn’t your plan all along Somewhere way down the line you lost your sense of right and wrong A life on loop it just goes on and on and on Won’t be remembered when you’re buried, dead and gone No one remembers when you’re buried dead and gone No one remembers when you’re buried dead and gone No one remembers when you’re buried dead and gone