I don't feel silent any more
I know where I'm supposed to be
Crushed my enemies long ago
The last one left to go was me
But you were cold enough to burn
I kept my feelings out of view
You held my head against the flame
And made me give my crown to you
Lead of spirit but lucky all the same
Sweet taste of empires crumbling in the gloom
Napkin men with metal hearts surround us
Drawing nearer, bodies fill the room
Ah, talking heads parade their faces every day
Showing us the way to think and feel
Helping us to understand the rich man's point of view
They said it on the news and now it's real
The Last One Left was written by Replacer.
The Last One Left was produced by Replacer.
Replacer released The Last One Left on Fri Oct 09 2015.