Paroles Too Late de Just Jinger

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Textes et Paroles de Too Late




There's a reason for the madness.
There's a reason why we're all falling down.
Let us think about the action that keeps our fingers pinched white with desire.

Were we born to live, were we born to die?
Why do we ground ourselves
when we know that we can fly, fly, fly, fly.

Do we have faith or do we live in doubt?
Do we stick with it or do we pull out?
As we walk along the long rows we can find in them the things we hate most.

Were we born to live, were we born to die?
Why do we ground ourselves
when we know that we can fly, fly, fly, fly.

We won't win if we keep looking back.
What's done is done,
the past won't be undone.
Everyone keep the faith,
subdue your hate before it's too late.
There's a reason for the madness.
There's a reason why we're all falling down.
Let us think about the action that keeps our fingers pinched white with desire.

Were we born to live, were we born to die?
Why do we ground ourselves
when we know, well we know that we can fly, fly, fly, fly.

Everyone keep the faith,
subdue your hate
before it's too late.

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