Too Late Songtext

von 16Volt

I look out the hole in my window
I really see nothing there
Everything goes from the goodness to the problem factor
And then we stand with our hands in the air
Is there too much to pay?
For the games that we've played?
Can we undo the crimes we've etched into time?
Is it time for a change?
From the things we estranged?
Is it ourselves we should hate
Or is it too late?
I walk through those crowded city streets
I really see no one there
Money in their pockets proves to us that they've made progress
But their hearts show they don't care
Is there too much to pay?
For the games that we've played?
Can we undo the crimes we've etched in our time?
Is it time for a change?
From the things we estranged?
Is it ourselves we should hate
Or is it too late?
I breathe the dirty morning air
This crazy world has often scared my hope of ever wanting
To ever wanting to live here
This crazy world has often scared my hope of ever wanting
I take a step into the air...