The Last Man in Town Who Bleeds

Intro They outlawed dying in New Perdition. So I kept mine. Loaded. On my hip.

Chorus I'm the last man in town who bleeds Chrome on the left, oak on the right They can delete a face from the feed Not the sound of a man at night

Verse 1 Wet chrome streets, no gutters run red Everybody here died and stayed Fourth-body preacher forgot his own dead Sings hymns to the soul he traded Their eyes hum blue, their pulse won't take No stitch, no scar, no thing to grieve Rain runs clean off a face that can't break I'm the only wound left to leave

Pre-Chorus Billboard smiles down her name Her voice, resold and clean Twelve years buried, still won't flame I won't reboot what she means

Chorus I'm the last man in town who bleeds Chrome on the left, oak on the right They can delete a face from the feed Not the sound of a man at night

Verse 2 Undertaker with nothing to bury Just second-deaths when the upload rots I lay the glitch-corpses down, slow, steady Guitar strung with her hair, six knots They offered me forever for free One needle, one login, one lie I signed my own headstone instead Last man in Perdition set to die

Bridge I could load her tonight, she'd say my name But the thing that boots up wears her like a coat It'd hum where she hummed, it'd look the same And I'd hear the machine in every note

Chorus I'm the last man in town who bleeds Chrome on the left, oak on the right They can delete a face from the feed Not the sound of a man at night I'm the last man in town who bleeds Chrome on the left, oak on the right

Outro Come find me on the dead flats. Follow the one grave with a man still standing over it.

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