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too late |
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It's
too late for tear drops turning around |
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You
make me beg like a dog on this cold cold ground |
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There'll
be no forgiveness for all that you see |
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You're
just a hole to crawl out of there's no sympathy |
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It's
too late and it's too bad, too bad |
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No
inbetween either you're living in a nightmare |
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or
living in a dream |
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Run
outta chances, run outta time |
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You're
running outta money going outta your mind |
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Your
coldest cut goes right down to the bone |
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Everybody's
out for murder and you're in it all alone |
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And
there ain't no mercy in the hands of fate |
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When
your time has slipped away |
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You'll
see you've made your place too late |
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And
the coldest cut goes right down to the bone |
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Everybody's
out for murder and you're in it all alone |
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And
there ain't no mercy in the hands of fate |
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When
your time has slipped away |
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You'll
see you've made your place too late |