| Song | Living Too Late |
| Artist | The Fall |
| Album | Bend Sinister |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : SMITH (GB) MARK EDWARD | |
| 作词 : SMITH (GB) MARK EDWARD | |
| Crow's feet are ingrained on my face | |
| And i'm living too late | |
| Try to wash the black off my face, but it's ingrained | |
| And i'm living too late | |
| Sleepless, in-control spleen | |
| Agreed ace family | |
| Must have stump tripod in the genes | |
| I'm immune to things | |
| In my dreams | |
| I saw through the trees | |
| O'er the poison river locks | |
| Talk treacherous would beat | |
| But still my heart it is rock | |
| Finally going through old parasite gate | |
| But there's a 24-hour clock watch | |
| And i'm living too late | |
| Think | |
| Sometimes life is like a new bar | |
| Plastic seats, beer below par | |
| Food with no taste, music grates | |
| I'm living too late | |
| Once talking was my favourite while | |
| But now i know a conversation's end | |
| Before it's done | |
| Maybe i'm living too long | |
| The daylight | |
| I see trouble on the streets | |
| Fearing catastrophe to meet | |
| Walk down the devil's boulevard | |
| But still my heart is hard | |
| They say them cellars [were't even/were evil] black | |
| But i know they're wrong | |
| Think it's one | |
| Been | |
| Living too long | |
| [extra verses on living too long: | |
| Eyes like two tv screens | |
| Continual open | |
| Feel no pain | |
| I live again | |
| I'm super sad sweet sad | |
| Line is cracked | |
| [] | |
| Vision gone | |
| I'm living too long] |
| zuo qu : SMITH GB MARK EDWARD | |
| zuo ci : SMITH GB MARK EDWARD | |
| Crow' s feet are ingrained on my face | |
| And i' m living too late | |
| Try to wash the black off my face, but it' s ingrained | |
| And i' m living too late | |
| Sleepless, incontrol spleen | |
| Agreed ace family | |
| Must have stump tripod in the genes | |
| I' m immune to things | |
| In my dreams | |
| I saw through the trees | |
| O' er the poison river locks | |
| Talk treacherous would beat | |
| But still my heart it is rock | |
| Finally going through old parasite gate | |
| But there' s a 24hour clock watch | |
| And i' m living too late | |
| Think | |
| Sometimes life is like a new bar | |
| Plastic seats, beer below par | |
| Food with no taste, music grates | |
| I' m living too late | |
| Once talking was my favourite while | |
| But now i know a conversation' s end | |
| Before it' s done | |
| Maybe i' m living too long | |
| The daylight | |
| I see trouble on the streets | |
| Fearing catastrophe to meet | |
| Walk down the devil' s boulevard | |
| But still my heart is hard | |
| They say them cellars were' t even were evil black | |
| But i know they' re wrong | |
| Think it' s one | |
| Been | |
| Living too long | |
| extra verses on living too long: | |
| Eyes like two tv screens | |
| Continual open | |
| Feel no pain | |
| I live again | |
| I' m super sad sweet sad | |
| Line is cracked | |
| Vision gone | |
| I' m living too long |
| zuò qǔ : SMITH GB MARK EDWARD | |
| zuò cí : SMITH GB MARK EDWARD | |
| Crow' s feet are ingrained on my face | |
| And i' m living too late | |
| Try to wash the black off my face, but it' s ingrained | |
| And i' m living too late | |
| Sleepless, incontrol spleen | |
| Agreed ace family | |
| Must have stump tripod in the genes | |
| I' m immune to things | |
| In my dreams | |
| I saw through the trees | |
| O' er the poison river locks | |
| Talk treacherous would beat | |
| But still my heart it is rock | |
| Finally going through old parasite gate | |
| But there' s a 24hour clock watch | |
| And i' m living too late | |
| Think | |
| Sometimes life is like a new bar | |
| Plastic seats, beer below par | |
| Food with no taste, music grates | |
| I' m living too late | |
| Once talking was my favourite while | |
| But now i know a conversation' s end | |
| Before it' s done | |
| Maybe i' m living too long | |
| The daylight | |
| I see trouble on the streets | |
| Fearing catastrophe to meet | |
| Walk down the devil' s boulevard | |
| But still my heart is hard | |
| They say them cellars were' t even were evil black | |
| But i know they' re wrong | |
| Think it' s one | |
| Been | |
| Living too long | |
| extra verses on living too long: | |
| Eyes like two tv screens | |
| Continual open | |
| Feel no pain | |
| I live again | |
| I' m super sad sweet sad | |
| Line is cracked | |
| Vision gone | |
| I' m living too long |