Crawling down the lane
In splitters while the wind blows
Drawings by the rain
Appear on shattered windows
I'm looking for stuff that makes me laugh again
I fall apart - I'm feeling rough - the hunger's taking reign
It's a hard time to give in
This will be my last try
This will be the last shot under my skin
This will be the last dot of the last plot
I'm a living casualty
I'm on a roll - I'm feeling free
A victim of my so called hero
My heartbeat skips from one to zero
Waking up confused
Shaking leaves in trees
Water in my shoes
Lotta bruises and scabby knees
I stand up and hold my arm - the pricks they hurt
My head it spins - I'm falling down - breathing in the dirt
Last shot - I take my last shot
Last shot - I take my last shot
Standing in the rain and sky is crying blood
Killing all my pain with the last golden shot
It's a hard time to give in
This will be my last try
This will be the last shot under my skin
This will be the last dot of the last plot
I'm a living casualty
I'm on a roll - I'm feeling free
It's my last shot - I take my last shot