Too late, too late, too late.
We could be faraway
hitting the road.
Same, same, same,
the same mistake
once again.
On and on and on,
far beyond ourselves,
beyond ourselves.
Time is running out
they don't wanna regret,
but I wanna forget.
How soon is now?
I'm stuck in the past,
I'm stuck in the past.
Calm commands the crash
of this time machine
that's gonna split.
On and on and on
far beyond universe
beneath and reverse.
Time is running out,
they don't wanna regret,
they just wanna have sex.
Oh, no! Oh, no!
Stranger, save me!
Can't help myself!
It's just sex, sex.

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