Old English - The Corrections Lyrics
If it’s getting lateThese echo daysWill soon be doneWhen we’re redeemed, renewedConfined, confusedAnd born to run awayTo drier landsInsurance scamsWill burn each partAs we rebuild, restartFugitive heartsBut you’re making this too hardYou’re making this too hardIf there’s nothing youCan hold on toI’ll lift my eyesWhen i don’t have to chooseWe’re bound to lose‘cause you’re making this too hardYou’re making this too…