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Last Man Standing
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Nick Lutsko
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Well, I set up camp in a sacred land I counted the days that I've lived on my hands And I buried the memory Of a cold and broken world Well, I've been alone since I was a child My mother and father were there for a while And they tried to protect me With a bullet straight into my skull But I was a fighter, I wouldn't allow it Some say I was lucky, some say they were cowards But they left me one lesson “If you're gonna do something, you damn well do it right” So I grew up with a fight And the words that I heard on that night Dear Jesus, deliver our son from these sinners Well, I spent my life travelling what's left of the land Mostly starving and covered in scars by the hands Of much hungrier men Fighting for their place to eat Well, I found me a girl, heading South in the spring She was lost and alone and much younger than me But I knew that I loved her The moment that I heard her speak And it wasn't so long before we were with child It broke her heart open and stole her sweet smile She said, “I'm drowning in shame, I don't want you to hate me” “The last thing this dying world needs is a baby“ I told her we should trust That this dealing was bigger than either of us Dear Jesus, forgive her, for you are our bidder Our baby was born on the 4th of July There were no celebrations or lights in the sky Just ash on the ground And one more mouth to feed My lady was weak and our throats had run dry It'd been years since the last of the crops had all died And each pa**ing day it became Harder to find something to eat But I was a fighter, I made it my mission To fend for my family under every condition But even the garden of Eden was smitten By the devil and his lies So I straightened out my spine And went looking for something to find Dear Jesus, deliver my family some dinner I noticed a man lying dead by the street I got closer and saw he was only asleep So I pulled out my knife to a**ure that he wouldn't wake up It took over an hour to get the job done I was sobbing and thinking of what I'd become But in a world all wrong The hungriest dog is king I returned to my family to tend to their needs But my wife wouldn't see me, she couldn't believe I’d committed such a crime, she started to cry “You've become everything that we've ever despised!” “And I would rather die Than continue to live by your side Dear Jesus, remember my husband's great sin Oh, sweet Jesus, deliver myself from this sinner I give you my daughter, and I'm coming with her And maybe my husband can have us for dinner Dear Jesus, remember my husband's great sin Oh, sweet Jesus, deliver myself from this sinner! I give you my daughter, and I'm coming with her And maybe my husband can have us for dinner“ So I set up camp in a sacred land I grabbed back the knife from my wife's bloody hands And I buried the memory Of a cold and broken world
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