A poignant and reflective song about a man at the end of his rope, navigating through life bar by bar, grappling with his loneliness while fighting for his worth in an unforgiving world. This track captures the essence of despair, resilience, and the struggle for self-identity.
Verse 1:
He's walking in, the last call's near,
With shadows of the past, clinging to his beer.
The jukebox playing all his old regrets,
Each note a reminder of what he can't forget.
Chorus:
And he's on his last legs, but he won't break,
Fighting, fighting for every single mistake.
Lonely heart in a crowded room,
Dancing with the ghosts that sealed his tomb.
Verse 2:
From bar to bar, he’s a vagabond soul,
Looking for solace, but never feeling whole.
The laughter echoes, but it cuts him deep,
In a world so loud, he finds it hard to sleep.
Chorus:
And he's on his last legs, but he won't break,
Fighting, fighting for every single mistake.
Lonely heart in a crowded room,
Dancing with the ghosts that sealed his tomb.
Bridge:
Every drink a battle, every smile a mask,
He carries his burden, a life-draining task.
But in the mirror, there’s a flicker of light,
A hushed determination burning bright.
Verse 3:
Every night's a fight for the man he once was,
Searching for answers in the bottom of the glass.
And though the world’s heavy, he won't just fold,
He's a soldier in darkness, with a story untold.
Chorus:
And he's on his last legs, but he won't break,
Fighting, fighting for every single mistake.
Lonely heart in a crowded room,
Dancing with the ghosts that sealed his tomb.
Outro:
So here’s to the nights that put up a fight,
To the men and the dreams that held on tight.
He’s on his last legs, but he won't fade away,
With every dawn, there's a price to pay.
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A song about a man on his last legs, going bar to bar, he's a lonely man. He fights for what he's worth
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