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Too Late

from Do Better. by Ilan Makes Noise!

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1 AM, the clouds are gone, my door won't lock, I'm still trapped in here.
And laying makes no sense when all my dreams of hope have collapsed this year.
Another stub falls to the ground, the dust floats down so easily,
If these walls hold 'til tomorrow, another day won't bring me down.

Quit what you're doing to survive, you're ruining my life; permanently blind.
The force in which you operate has no ability to commiserate, your pulse is dry, we'll never know why.

4 AM, your room fills with smoke, it's too damn late, throw up 'til i choke.
The mess you've made now calibrates a brand new smell to celebrate.
A new crack forms, straight down to the floor, your chair bows down, opens from the core.
Fragments of a shattered wall uncover casualties.

Quit what you're doing to survive, you're ruining my life; permanently blind.
The force in which you operate has no ability to commiserate, your pulse is dry, we'll never know why.

No more hate, no more lies; get the fuck out of our lives.

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from Do Better., released December 13, 2016

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