LYRIC
Last to Make It Home Lyrics by Sam Fender, from the album “Seventeen Going Under (Deluxe)“, music has been produced by Bramwell Bronte, and Last to Make It Home song lyrics are penned down by Sam Fender.
Last to Make It Home Lyrics
Mary, what looked like a mirage
Made of glimmering silver in sunken eyes
It was actually there in the palm of my hand
But your existence is widely debated
I’m godless and wrecked
But I can’t live by those stakes
The semantics are totally outdated
And the love I had is never enough
It bores me and leaves me frustrated
I’m the last to make it home
I’m the last to call it off
I’m the last to make my bed
And last to bring home the bread
And last to make it home
Mary, you were online
The sociopathic part of me
Hit the “like”
In the hopes I’d coax you out of my derelict fantasy
A bump in the road
Turned into a fissure I currently live in
Though I am a soundboard to some
With myself I am not so forgiving
I’m the last to make it home
I’m the last to call it off
I’m the last to make my bed
And last to bring home the bread
And last to make it home
I’m the last to make it home
I’m the last to call it off
I’m the last to make my bed
Last to bring home the bread
Last to make it home
Mary, looked like a mirage
Glimmering silver in sunken eyes
SONG INFO:
Song: Last to Make It Home
Artist: Sam Fender
Album: Seventeen Going Under (Deluxe) (2021)
Music: Bramwell Bronte
Lyrics: Sam Fender
