Living Too Late Lyrics - Singles - Fall

Crow's feet are ingrained on my face 

And I'm living too late 

Try to wash the black off my face, but it's ingrained 

And I'm living too late 

Sleepless, in-control spleen 

A green [ace for Millie] must have [stump tripod] in the genes 

I'm immune to things 

In my dreams 

I saw through the trees 

O'er the poison river locks 

Fork treacherous would beat 

But still my heart it is rock 

Finally going through old parasite gate 

But there's a 24-hour clock watch 

And I'm living too late 

Think 

Sometimes life is like a new bar 

Plastic seats, beer below par 

Food with no taste, music grates 

I'm living too late 

Once talking was my favourite while 

But now I'm no conversationeer 

The thrill is done 

Maybe I'm living too long 

The daylight 

I see trouble on the streets 

Fearing catastrophe to meet 

Walk down the devil's boulevard 

But still my heart is hard 

They say the [cellars] were't even black 

But I know they're wrong 

Think it's one [bin]