Not Too Late

Song	Not Too Late
Artist	Blutengel
Album	Dancing In The Light (Solitary)

	You wake up in the morning and you feel sick
	With a bitter taste of emptiness in your mouth
	And you might know what it's like
	To be the bad guy
	You look in the mirror and you see yourself
	You're a broken guy
	With a black hole in your heart
	With a black hole in your soul
	This is your life!
	It´s time to wake up, it's time to move
	Raise your fist against the world
	You can change the future, you can change your life
	It's not too late
	You have to fight, you have to go
	To break the rules, to find a way
	You can be a king, you can be free
	It's not too late
	It's time to wake up, it's time to move
	Raise your fist against the world
	You can change the future, you can change your life
	It´s not too late
	You have to fight, you have to go
	To break the rules, to find a way
	You can be a king, you can be free
	It's not too late
	Everybody hates you and you hate them
	You don't want to live like this anymore
	You know you have to fight just to survive
	And every day you want to change the world
	So you take the gun from the bedside table
	You're driving through the streets
	Just to find the guilty one
	There must be someone to blame for this hopeless situation

	You wake up in the morning and you feel sick
	With a bitter taste of emptiness in your mouth
	And you might know what it' s like
	To be the bad guy
	You look in the mirror and you see yourself
	You' re a broken guy
	With a black hole in your heart
	With a black hole in your soul
	This is your life!
	It s time to wake up, it' s time to move
	Raise your fist against the world
	You can change the future, you can change your life
	It' s not too late
	You have to fight, you have to go
	To break the rules, to find a way
	You can be a king, you can be free
	It' s not too late
	It' s time to wake up, it' s time to move
	Raise your fist against the world
	You can change the future, you can change your life
	It s not too late
	You have to fight, you have to go
	To break the rules, to find a way
	You can be a king, you can be free
	It' s not too late
	Everybody hates you and you hate them
	You don' t want to live like this anymore
	You know you have to fight just to survive
	And every day you want to change the world
	So you take the gun from the bedside table
	You' re driving through the streets
	Just to find the guilty one
	There must be someone to blame for this hopeless situation