Here I sit in the silence
Only broken by the sirens
And the creeks of the water tank
Fading signs coming closer
Dragonflies humming louder
Reach for words and I draw a blank
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off
If my thoughts I'm overplaying
Tell me how not to let them win
For these minds the only one I've got
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
(How did you do it? You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
Last Shot Video (MV)
Performed By: Starsailor
Length: 4:45
Written by: Barry Westhead, Benjamin Michael James Byrne, James Milne Walsh, James Paul Stelfox
Starsailor - Last Shot Lyrics
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Here I sit in the silence
Only broken by the sirens
And the creeks of the water tank
Fading signs coming closer
Dragonflies humming louder
Reach for words and I draw a blank
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off
If my thoughts I'm overplaying
Tell me how not to let them win
For these minds the only one I've got
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
(How did you do it? You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
Only broken by the sirens
And the creeks of the water tank
Fading signs coming closer
Dragonflies humming louder
Reach for words and I draw a blank
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off
If my thoughts I'm overplaying
Tell me how not to let them win
For these minds the only one I've got
I never feel that what I have to give is enough
And I wish I could turn off
All of the kindness it feels like a temporary block
And I wish I could turn it off
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
And give my last shot
(How did you do it? You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
(You're back from the dead)
(Defying their prognosis and coming up roses)
Writer: Barry Westhead, Benjamin Michael James Byrne, James Milne Walsh, James Paul Stelfox
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.