Lyrics | Last Chance
From Album : Wolves
There has to be good in here.
Have all things gold turned souvenir?
What was that you said?
All the things we love, we hate instead.
Last chance as if it could hurt
Too much to be first,
The first to admit the lie.
We are all put here on earth,
But what we deserve
Is to be buried alive.
I’m riding on a fence
And happy with…
I’m counting on indifference.
But if I had to choose,
Well it all looks pretty good to me.
Last chance as if it could hurt
Too much to be first,
The first to admit the lie.
We are all put here on earth
So we can be first,
The first to be in the sky.
Last chance as if it could hurt
Too much to be first,
The first to admit the lie.
We are all put here on earth
So we can be first,
The first to float up.
So we can be first.

