Velvet Revolver - The Last Fight

Lyrics To The Last Fight by Velvet Revolver

Time feels like I’ve been back in jail Like when I was doin' time or even killed Spend all night on a bended knee Just to beg for something to believe Left home with a pack of clothes Without a family tree This fight could be the last fight No giving no winning one time could be the all the time Should we decide to end the misery Time heals all of the burned out bridges Filled with nothing more than misery I wear the mask of the embattled son Trying to beg for something to believe I left home with a pack of clothes Without a family tree [The Last Fight lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] This fight could be the last fight No giving no winning one time could be the all the time Should we decide to end the misery Break the chains of featherweights and giants With disdain for everlasting liars They'll refrain when we spit out the fire And start living, living, living my friend This fight could be the last fight No giving no winning one time could be the all the time Should we decide to end the misery This fight could be the last fight No giving no winning one time could be the all the time Should we decide to end the misery