"Last of My Kind" as written by and William B. Duvall Jerry Cantrell....
So young, so braise and so unholy
I come to you in painted skies
You're broken, taint your ancient story
The living challenge you their lies

Trapped in the cold outside
There ain't no shelter
And they want to force my hand
Until I take what I wanted
And break all their lies
And defeat the fucking liars
Smash all the temples
And crawl through the rubble
And cry to the fallen

I'm the last of my kind still standing
I'm the last of my kind still standing on the wall

Oh, from out upon the hillside
I am but what they've thrown away
I go to sleep behind the eight ball
I live to fight for one more day

I'm trapped in the cold outside
There ain't no shelter
And they want to force my hand
Until I take what I wanted
And break all their lies
And defeat the fucking liars
Smash all the temples
And crawl through the rubble
And cry to the fallen

Take what I wanted
And break all the lies
And defeat the fucking liars
Smash all the temples
And crawl through the rubble
And cry to the fallen

I'm the last of my kind still standing
I'm the last of my kind still standing on the wall

I'm the last of my kind still standing
I'm the last of my kind still standing on the wall

The last of my kind still standing
The last of my kind still standing


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"Last of My Kind" as written by William B. Duvall Jerry Cantrell

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    General CommentAgree, probably about being rejected by the church and feeling like an outcast.
    ILUVLAYNEon September 04, 2010   Link

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