The Last Shot

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