It’s Too Late (Dirty South Rem
by DAVID BISBAL
Monday morning: hesitate, I can't get out of bed
I'd rather go back to the dreams I'm living in my head
I'd rather go back to the dreams I'm living in my head
YEAH (loop)
Tuesday evening: pack my bags, I'm heading out the door
I left a box of memories lying on the floor
I left a box of memories lying on the floor
YEAH (loop)
Running...Running..(loop)
I'm running from the city lights
I'm running from this empty life
I'm running out of time tonight
I'm screaming out for Help! Help!
I'm running from this empty life
I'm running out of time tonight
I'm screaming out for Help! Help!
WHY (loop)