Too Late

I hold back the words
So that I feel more breathless
You're uncomfortable with this environment
And I have found
That the problems here are countless
They're irreparable just like the rupture of my lungs

It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing
It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing
All words
All words

You hold back the words
So that you feel more breathless
You're uncomfortable with this environment
And you have found
That the problems here are countless
They're irreparable just like the rupture of your lungs

It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing
It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing
All words
All words

I will hold on 'til you can say that I can make it
I will hold on 'til you can say that I can make it
I will hold on 'til you can say that I can make it
I will hold on 'til you can say that I can make this

It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing
It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing

It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing
It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing
It's too late
I feel like this is nothing
It won't wait
I stand here with no clothing
All words



Credits
Writer(s): Will Deacon, Adam Burrows, Nick Burrows, Barny Holmes, Callum Pope
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