Too Little Too Late Lyrics

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Lyrics to Too Little Too Late
No movement, no direction
We need an intervention
As we come closer to the edge
No safety, no security
The insurance of go fund me
We have to pave a new way

It's getting dark, my friend
And I know this feels a lot like the end
It's getting dark, my friend
And I know this feels a lot like the end
Kick the scraps off the table
Just give enough so we're able
To work ourselves to death
No futurŠµ is all we see
No laws or accountability
When you control the stakŠµs

It's getting dark, my friend
And I know this feels a lot like the end
It's getting dark, my friend
And I know this feels a lot like the end

It's always darkest
Before the dawn
I'll keep holding on
I'll keep hanging on
Those tiny crumbs
Are not enough
Conditioned help
Need to break it up

Too little, too late
Too little, too late, I know
Too little, too late
Too little, too late, I know
Too little, too late
Too little, too late, I know
Too little, too late
Too little, too late, I know

It's getting dark, my friend
And I know this feels a lot like the end
It's getting dark, my friend
And I know this feels a lot like the end
I know this feels a lot like the end
I know this feels a lot like the end