Proud Simon — Last One Left lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Last One Left" by Proud Simon.
Lyrics
They tore down an eyesore in less than an hour
And the dust rose like the Eye of God in a chemical flower
That broken space is my broken offering
The snaking headlamps on the black epitaph reads
«Once you’re gone, you don’t ever come back»
The pouring rain is filling in the graves
So we cast a rose and its thorns as a building blueprint is drawn
Bicycle stalemates sit chained to railings
Mismatched patterns of oxidized marriages
And rattled bones still turning house to home
Summer gushes with brand new haircuts
Pinstripe tuxes on playground portraits
The scaffolding set for the last one left
I’m gonna get my feet wet
Dance with your whirlwind wedding dress
Be the last one left