The Last

This is your gift
Now what do we fear
Sweat trickles down
Your thin cold frame
I need to go but it's got a hold on me
This is our true awakening

We've stumbled through down the hallways
Put out the fires
But the writing on the wall
It's still burning

This is your gift
Now what do we fear
Sweat trickles down
Your thin cold frame
I need to go but it's got a hold on me
This is our true awakening

You could be the last
The finest thing I've had
I'm needing you
The sweetest thing gone bad
You're the last
The finest thing I've had
And I'm still needing you
The sweetest thing

This drive is far too short to
Ponder all we've been through

This is our gift
Now what do we fear
Sweat trickles down
Your thin cold frame
I need to go but it's got a hold on me
This is our true awakening



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Henson
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