Slaine, Everlast - The Last Song lyrics
[Slaine, Everlast - The Last Song lyrics]
If this the last song I ever wrote
If it were to be the night
That these motherfuckers murdered me
If it were to be a car crash
Swerving into a Mercury
Burgundy splashed through the glass
When sirens circle me
I will be viewed as violent certainly
Drug-addled so maybe I've only written
The worst of me
Maybe by me even writing these words
I'm tempting the fates
They come from the heart, sent from a place
I couldn't find in my mind, I was blind
I was lost in a time warp with a mind
Warped from a sick scene
On a sidewalk, full of suicide thoughts
Full of false dreams and hopes
That you and I bought
Like dope, so we had to find things to cope
Ended up covered in dirt
Not washed with soap
We ended up learning all about the
Cost of coke by the rope
And seen some good folks lost from dope
I can't begin to begin, I'm just horrified
You hear me penning this thing
You think it's glorified
I just hear the pendulum
Swing again and again
The same song, broken dreams and dead friends
I been where I been now I stand where I am
As a man with a mic in his hand and goddamn
Back holding the crack
Planet that's covered with monkeys
As I walk through the
Halls of recovering junkies
If this was the last song that I ever wrote
I'd tell you to grab it by the throat
If this is the last song, I ever write
I'll tell you to stand back up and fight
Live your life, give your life
Stand up and fight, young man
(Get up and fight)
Live your life, give your life
Stand up and fight young man
If these the last words I ever spoke
Would you listen closer?
Would you close your eyes
Envision what I'm supposed to
Be just a ghost of my boys that overdosed
On crushed-up poison
Crushed with the noise of the ocean
Way before Affleck or Coka Nostra
Before I had a cashed check or a poster
Rode sofa to sofa
Clutching on the old toaster
Writing on spray paper
Grey days of cold culture
Devil got an ulcer with a habit to match it
In a bad temper so I'm grabbing a ratchet
Just to go along with it, my stakes are high
Tell the people this is the
Way that I say goodbye
To my baby boy Terrence, parents so opposite
Just as smart as momma is, fiery as poppa get
Just one thing little man you cannot forget
If your will is real
Nobody else can stop the shit
Shit I'm living proof
Take a look and figure it
Grew up in a paradox and
Rather not forgive the shit
But, I had to box out this
Box and I live with it boxed out of detox
They said I'm on some wicked shit
Haters, were racist so I
Was facing bigot shit
Seen too many homies die just
Trying to dig a ditch
I philosophize all my life burning cigarettes
I became smarter but y'all
Returned to ignorant
If this was the last song that I ever wrote
I'd tell you to grab it by the throat
If this is the last song, I ever write
I'll tell you to stand back up and fight
Live your life, give your life
Stand up and fight, young man
(Get up and fight)
Live your life, give your life
Stand up and fight young man
If it were to be the night
That these motherfuckers murdered me
If it were to be a car crash
Swerving into a Mercury
Burgundy splashed through the glass
When sirens circle me
I will be viewed as violent certainly
Drug-addled so maybe I've only written
The worst of me
Maybe by me even writing these words
I'm tempting the fates
They come from the heart, sent from a place
I couldn't find in my mind, I was blind
I was lost in a time warp with a mind
Warped from a sick scene
On a sidewalk, full of suicide thoughts
Full of false dreams and hopes
That you and I bought
Like dope, so we had to find things to cope
Ended up covered in dirt
Not washed with soap
We ended up learning all about the
Cost of coke by the rope
And seen some good folks lost from dope
I can't begin to begin, I'm just horrified
You hear me penning this thing
You think it's glorified
I just hear the pendulum
Swing again and again
The same song, broken dreams and dead friends
I been where I been now I stand where I am
As a man with a mic in his hand and goddamn
Back holding the crack
Planet that's covered with monkeys
As I walk through the
Halls of recovering junkies
If this was the last song that I ever wrote
I'd tell you to grab it by the throat
If this is the last song, I ever write
I'll tell you to stand back up and fight
Live your life, give your life
Stand up and fight, young man
(Get up and fight)
Live your life, give your life
Stand up and fight young man
If these the last words I ever spoke
Would you listen closer?
Would you close your eyes
Envision what I'm supposed to
Be just a ghost of my boys that overdosed
On crushed-up poison
Crushed with the noise of the ocean
Way before Affleck or Coka Nostra
Before I had a cashed check or a poster
Rode sofa to sofa
Clutching on the old toaster
Writing on spray paper
Grey days of cold culture
Devil got an ulcer with a habit to match it
In a bad temper so I'm grabbing a ratchet
Just to go along with it, my stakes are high
Tell the people this is the
Way that I say goodbye
To my baby boy Terrence, parents so opposite
Just as smart as momma is, fiery as poppa get
Just one thing little man you cannot forget
If your will is real
Nobody else can stop the shit
Shit I'm living proof
Take a look and figure it
Grew up in a paradox and
Rather not forgive the shit
But, I had to box out this
Box and I live with it boxed out of detox
They said I'm on some wicked shit
Haters, were racist so I
Was facing bigot shit
Seen too many homies die just
Trying to dig a ditch
I philosophize all my life burning cigarettes
I became smarter but y'all
Returned to ignorant
If this was the last song that I ever wrote
I'd tell you to grab it by the throat
If this is the last song, I ever write
I'll tell you to stand back up and fight
Live your life, give your life
Stand up and fight, young man
(Get up and fight)
Live your life, give your life
Stand up and fight young man