Last of My Kind

An endless haze of better days
I once called paradise, they define me
Another sound, another song out on the radio
Was I so naïve?

Time to see all that the future can bring to my life
To be free, just like the mentors who's shoes I once wore
Still the world's turning in circles

Pushing me to stay on the grind
No more standing in the rain
Led me from the path of the blind
Words were spoken all in vain
Never fit thе mold they designed
Hard to lеave it all behind
Forging from a new state of mind
I'm the last of my kind

A glorified and justified return to what has been
Gotta turn the cheek
So many times I saw the signs in total disregard
Walked amongst the meek

Time to see all that the future can bring to my life

Pushing me to stay on the grind
No more standing in the rain
Led me from the path of the blind
Words were spoken all in vain
Never fit the mold they designed
Hard to leave it all behind
Forging from a new state of mind
I'm the last of my kind

Look in the mirror, there's a madman staring back at me
Pretending everything was real and not just fantasy
Last - of - my - kind

Pushing me to stay on the grind
No more standing in the rain
Led me from the path of the blind
Words were spoken all in vain
Never fit the mold they designed
Hard to leave it all behind
Forging from a new state of mind