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letra de 3 hours late - aj suede & televangel

[intro]
you already know what time it is
swear to god
late, late
i’ll be three hours late
(please love me)

[chorus]
three hours late to your birthday (to your birthday)
three hours late to your wedding (to your wedding)
three hours late to your childbirth (sorry!)
three hours late to your beheading (to your beheading)
time zones got me f-cked up (f-cked up)
time zones got me missing everything (missing everything)
time zones got me feeling guilty (guilty)
time zones got me missing everything (missing everything)

[verse 1]
woke up, thankful that i woke up
a couple of missed calls from the fam on the east coast
called back, hope you get the phone up
know your day started but i’m three hours late
smoked up, soon as i woke up
made a couple of calls to the fam on the east coast
when they called back, couldn’t pick the phone up
’cause i got busy getting three hours late
so good, try getting tomorrow
but at least give me some sorry ’cause i really miss you dearly
so good, we’re gonna get together but we’re meant to get together
’cause i really miss you dearly
but the good always the bad, some still here
and sometimes i’m feeling sad but there’s more chill
i’ll be back when my mission is complete
and a hundred thousand more wanna listen to me
[chorus]
i’ll be
three hours late to your birthday (to your birthday)
three hours late to your wedding (to your wedding)
three hours late to your childbirth (childbirth)
three hours late to your beheading (to your beheading)
time zones got me f-cked up (f-cked up)
time zones got me missing everything (missing every piece)
time zones got me feeling guilty (guilty)
time zones got me missing everything (everything)

[verse 2]
only promise i can make is that i’ll be late to my own funeral
on tour [?] at the other milestone
i awoke, new bed, another city, half dressed
the last time i sat still i was probably on parole
apologizing for being so ghost
resting too long shuts every door closed
jim morrison bloated in a tub in france
liste to la [?], never quite learned to dance
patience as the insects [?] crawling in my pants
till the maggots come out i’ll be busy making more plans
years pass fast and the beard still grows
christmas tree and ambulance, lights flash on snow
not sure what we’re even celebrating anymore
still stressed from the many wars, stepped into plenty more
back in sunny california crying on the phone
’bout another friend gone wishing i had flown home
palm trees fill my line of sight infinity
too much pretty for this sh-tty filling deep within me
witnessing and aging is hard do bear, you see grizzly
i see everything crystal clear, life drifting
[chorus]
i’ll be
three hours late to your birthday (to your birthday)
three hours late to your wedding (to your wedding)
three hours late to your childbirth (childbirth)
three hours late to your beheading (to your beheading)
time zones got me f-cked up (f-cked up)
time zones got me missing everything (missing every piece)
time zones got me feeling guilty (so guilty)
time zones got me missing everything (everything)

[verse 3: hemlock ernst]
i overcooked the minute rice, a cooler full of melted ice
i missed your father’s party ’cause i hate to listen to advice
never wanna win at life, never wanna buy a bike
i just want to sit around and find a girl who’ll stick around
it’s harder than it used to be, silence is getting used to me
and being gone abusively is something that’s always suited me
and being alone is fine i just wished i had someone to share it with
f-ck it out! are we braking up again? it’s so embarrassing!
i couldn’t come, i had to go, i missed the bus, i had a show
i ripped my pans, was on a roll, the car broke down, stuck in the snow
i hate to wait, i hate to go, hate to see you hate me so
i took you to a new place again just to find you wishing i would go

the distance has a way of taking everything and amplifying
the loneliness of never being there and i’m just sick and tired
not being there and eye to eye was harder after screen to screen
from day to day, dream to dream, week to week and always missing sleep
when i finally reached you and though i could hang my hat and gloves
little did i know, i was to late love
(please love me)
(love me)
(love me)

- aj suede televangel

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