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Too late I'm dead, reposition, plenty,
Demanding the psychiatrist, psychic soothsayers
(Soothsayers)
my instincts, you got I all figured out

Too late I'm dead, too late I'm dead, you should have
I would have hung around a little
Too late I'm dead, you should have
I would have around a little longer, too late I'm dead

Fuck everything, everything,
How could you love with what they've done? Now
Done everything, everything,
How could you someone with what they've done? Now

Fuck everything, everything,
How could you love with what they've done? Now
everything, everything, everything
How could you love someone what they've done? Now

Too late, I'm dead, I made my bed, you too
Belong beside me, the beast is mad, the patient's hanging out
The have all burnt to the ground in this vicinity
It's a strange retribution to be lying here, so to what I despise

Fuck everything, everything,
How could you love with what they've done? Now
everything, everything, everything
How could you someone with what they've done? Now

everything, everything, everything
How could you love someone with they've done? Now
everything, everything, everything
How could you love someone with they've done? Now

Too I'm dead, too late I'm dead, too late I'm dead
Too late I'm dead, too late I'm dead, too late I'm

Too late I'm dead, too I'm dead, too late I'm dead
Too late I'm dead, too late I'm dead, too I'm dead

Too late I'm dead, too late I'm dead, too late I'm
Too I'm dead, too late I'm dead, too late