Last Man

This is all there is
They're not coming back
Trapped black and blue
Minus the moon
I don't fear isolation
I'd rather be alone
I waited here
The last bus has come and gone
Years fall off the calendar
The past piles on the floor
Time is the only thing
That we cannot ignore
You were all I had
The gift I couldn't return
Soaked you in poison
Still, you did not burn
I am the last man
You'll ever want to fuck with
I set you up for a fall
No more charity case pity
Black kettles calling out spades
Trapped in such a small city
Betrayed by my rage
Everyone turns to dust
And yet I stand
With my teeth clenched
Ashes slipping through my hand
I am the last man
You'll ever want to fuck with
I set you up for a fall



Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Coots
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