let's make this moment a crime....

Maybe it's just too late (I've got to get away)
When everything feels the same (I've got to get away)
Tell me it's not too late...

On and on and on you wait and oh the days they fade away
and all the nights they've never felt the same.
If I was wrong then I was wrong and on and on and on and on.
The things we do are never going to change.

~The Format

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Maybe the time will never be right. Then again, maybe that's the point.

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In the end, none of us makes it out alive.

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"Dad?"
"Yeah, buddy?"
"Nothing."