Lucky Number Seven - Too Late To Die Young

Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Consequences means offences
Like dying from being addicted
The feeling of loss of control
Is warm in the heart of my soul
Fucked face and a new sequence
My life is turning in to regret
Laugh at me until my face is broken
I shower you in pity till my lungs fail
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Suffocate me in a plastic bag
Hear me scream to the highest octave
Your face plus, a new night out
Sound of walls are closing inside of us
Dangerous minds and troubled behind
Is the recipe for a new kind of love
Self esteem is not lost
What anger and hatred spawned us
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Consequences means offences
Like dying from being addicted
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Too late to die young

Written by:
Jack Bell

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