3 years ago
The Late
Lyrics
Mistimed
Born an hour late
Everyone around me have to wait
This time
Will be different
Bet you ten to one
I was up and almost ready 12.50
Saving a second
Wasting a day
What do you reckon
What can I say
Backside
Of a shrinking bus
I believe this is the end of us
Motorway decorations
Are hard to grasp by foot
I know but I realize that it's a price I pay
Saving a second
Wasting a day
What do you reckon
What can I say
6.45pm
I'm doing fine
Five to whatever
Oceans of time
I find a lot on my plate now
I start sanding the gate now
I see that seven is eight now
Why, I'm suddenly late now
Saving a second
Wasting a day
What do you reckon
What can I say
6.45pm
I'm doing fine
Five to whatever
Oceans of time
I find a lot on my plate now
I start sanding the gate now
I see that seven is eight now
Why, I'm suddenly late now
Writer(s): MAURITS CARLSSON, PATRIK BARTOSCH, PER GUNNAR SUNDING
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
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