The Last Honest Man

British Hip-Hop/ UK Rap/ Alternative Metal/ Rap Rock/ Industrial Rock.

Verse 1
Everybody wears a tailored smile,
Tailored lies in perfect style.
Sugar-coated tailored words,
Tailored glances, tailored talks.

Every channel tells a different truth,
Every promise dies in someone's suit.
Golden watches, broken wrists,
Just keep walking. Just exist.

Pre-Chorus
Maybe I'm the strange one now.
Maybe I'm just weird.
But I like it.
Yeah... I like it.

Chorus
I'm the last honest man alive, maybe.
I'll burn alone before I compromise, sadly.

Let the bastards sell their names.
I'll throw mine into the flames.

Let 'em call me a clown.
I'd rather laugh than kneel down.

If this is called winning...
I'd rather fail still screaming.

Verse 2
I hear them whispering in the evening air,
Broken faces carefully repaired.
Want another round of applause?
Screw your rules.
Fuck your laws.

Try to sell a better tomorrow
So you can buy another yesterday.
I don't need your forgiveness,
'Cause I know you'll never change.

Bridge
Tell me—

When you die,
Will you take with you your lies?

Final Chorus
I'm the last honest man alive, maybe.
I'll burn alone before I compromise, sadly.

Let the bastards sell their names.
I'll throw mine into the flames.

Let 'em call me a clown.
I'd rather laugh than kneel down.

If this is called winning...
I'd rather fail still screaming.