Raid

Woke up with my face stuck to the pavement of my soul
I guess I lost control
Pure stupidity confined in me
I am your home

You said take a break
I was on the loose
She was on a street corner saying I can take away the blues
Insurmountable to hide
You know you can’t fall and fake
Incriminating element in the room on display

Too late too late
Oh it’s a raid
Too late too late
Has it all become part of the trash we rehash

I say I feel the same
While I’m crying in the rain
Award winning stupid things that men do
Best I clear the fog
Hit the road like a dog
Buckle up wheels up
We just fly in vain

Too late too late
Mmm it all used to be so great
Too late too late
With your spitfire tongue and your devil’s gaze

Too late too late
Oh it’s a raid
Too late too late
Has it all become part of the trash we rehash

Too late too late
Oh I wish that all these old memories could fade

Beliebteste Lieder von Arno Carstens

Andere Künstler von Middle of the Road (MOR)