When the sun goes down, do you close your eyes and dream of what gives you tears
If the walls caved in, would you feel a thing but the breakdown of your fears
Cos at least mom and dad wouldn't fight downstairs no more
And the future would finally look different from before
Is it too much
Is it too late
Is it too much
Is this fate
Is it too much
Is it too late
To unseal your fate
Is it too much to ask that they get those rusty needles out of their veins
Is it too late to ask them to find some other way to relieve their pain
Cos then they wouldn't fight downstairs anymore
And the future would finally look different from before
Is it too much
Is it too late
Is it too much
Is this fate
Is it too much
Is it too late
To unseal your fate