25 lyrics for "This is the last song (This is the last song)"
Please don't be lonely when I'm gone I've been so sad for far too long And as I gently slip away, this song will always stay Now I understand it might be my last day Might be my last day So what am I supposed to do now I've reached the end? And if I
PlayWhat a shame when a thang blast at ya 'Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor These dudes are ho's from screws to toes They choose to go bass ackwards Mange Strusic! Bang bou yitch! Follow me now see, check it out I say: this song is dedicated to
PlayIt must have been moonglow, way up in the blue It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this this last" We seemed to float right through the air Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere And now
PlayTell me, tell me Everybody, sing Like it's the last song you will ever sing We were born for this this Do you feel the pressure now? (We were born for this) Everybody, live Like it's the last day you will ever see Can you feel the pressure?
PlayI missed the last song I blame myself for just standing there too long When nobody's watching us The last song The light that's in your eyes, like everyone wants it to be Well can't you see that it must be this this way Who knows who's wrong or right Just as
PlayYou're the same old song You never thought that I would ever go this this far You said potential couldn't ever last this long The same old song Where were you when I needed you, eight months ago All your girlfriends talkin' 'bout me, now you ringin' up my
PlayI'm gonna love you (love you) Baby, let's go out with a bang We could be the last love song ever sang Love you like it's the end of the world I'm gonna hold you (hold you) Hold you as long as I can in this this world So let's cheers to the moments of beauty
PlayThis is the last song (This is the last song) That I will dedicate to you This This is the last song You're pushing I made my peace I will never name again
PlayAbandoned hearse Corroded to the bone A final curse We write this this song Cold brains, Alone at last
PlayThis is the last cowboy song The end of a hundred year Waltz The voices sound sad as they're singin' along Another piece of America's lost He rides the feed lots, clerks in the markets On weekends sellin' tobacco and beer And his dreams of tomorrow,
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