Last One Standing

Tippy-toes, tippy toes

I’m, on my tippy-toes, tippy-toes

I’m walking on eggshells, I’m careful with myself

Trying not to break the tension

Typical, typical

It’s so typical, typical

To be self-destructive, in the name of process

Just trying teach my demons a lesson

Take them by surprise

Never saw it coming

Tired of playing nice

Now they have it coming

Turn down the lights

Let me face my demons

Turn back the lies

That they’ve been whispering

Fight to the death

Till the morning brings the light

Then you’ll see that I’m the

Last one standing

Confrontational-tational

I’m confrontational-tational

I’m breaking the eggshells, I’m wrestling with myself

Sending all my demons back to hell

Take them by surprise

Never saw it coming

Tired of playing nice

Now they have it coming

Turn down the lights

Let me face my demons

Turn back the lies

That they’ve been whispering

Fight to the death

Till the morning brings the light

Then you’ll see that I’m the

Last one standing

Turn down the lights

Let me face my demons

Turn back the lies

That they’ve been whispering

Fight to the death

Till the morning brings the light

Then you’ll see that I’m the

Last one standing