Last Shot
Here I sit in the silence
Only broken by the sirens and the creeks of the water tank
Fading signs, coming closer
Dragonflies humming louder
Reach for words and I draw a blank
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness, it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off, off
If my thoughts I'm overplaying
Tell me how not to let them win
For these minds, the only one I've got
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness, it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off, off, off, off
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
(How did you do it? You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(Back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
Only broken by the sirens and the creeks of the water tank
Fading signs, coming closer
Dragonflies humming louder
Reach for words and I draw a blank
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness, it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off, off
If my thoughts I'm overplaying
Tell me how not to let them win
For these minds, the only one I've got
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness, it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off, off, off, off
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
(How did you do it? You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(Back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
Credits
Writer(s): James Paul Stelfox, James Milne Walsh, Barry Westhead, Benjamin Michael James Byrne
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