Too late to fight, Laying six feet underground tonight.
No end in sight, Leaving the dying breed behind.
I can only hold on so long, to the poison you create.
I am left in shock now, but it's just too late.
No excuses this time.
Too late to fight, so say goodnight.
No excuses this time.
So say goodbye.
I can't save your life, Not if you won't save yourself.
It's a waste of time, This pain isn't just for my health.
It's hopeless, You're helpless, This whole mess, Let's end this.
On the day you die, You'll say I wasn't ready for this.
Hopeless, Trying to find the outside, Of everything that's gone away.
Deceptions threaten to break what was mine, The end of our lives.
Break and fray, There's no need to fade away, But from this point, It's happened anyway.
It's a straight shot lockdown, Nothing left to say.
No excuses this time.
Too late to fight, so say goodnight.
No excuses this time.
So say goodbye.
I can't save your life, Not if you won't save yourself.
It's a waste of time, This pain isn't just for my health.
It's hopeless, You're helpless, This whole mess, Let's end this.
On the day you die, You'll say I wasn't ready for this.
No excuses this time, So say goodbye.
No need to fade.
No need to fade away, but it happened anyway.
Don't say you'll stay.
Don't say you'll stay when you've lost your way, Oh but it's happened anyway.
I can't save your life (Not if you won't save yourself)
It's a waste of time (This pain isn't just for my health)
It's hopeless, You're helpless, This whole mess, (Let's end this)
On the day you die, You'll say I wasn't ready for this.
I wasn't ready for this.
I wasn't ready for this.
Artist: Hit-boy
Artist: Joe Bonamassa
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