Back Seat Hotel - Last Man Standing

I'm not a sailor but your plan sounds mighty fine to me
Let me unravel all these ropes and head out to sea
We were young and had the whole world ahead of us
Now we're still young at heart, I'll carry us
My rusty knees are not the same as the used to be
I can see my body slowly collapsing right in front of me

Sometimes I'm wondering if this is gonna turn out right
Mama didn't raise no fool
I won't go down without a fight
If this is the end for you then
I'm still fine with it
But hope is the last man standing on this sinking ship

What are the chances to find the keys you lost seven years ago?
I tried my best to pick the lock as it goes to show
We seem to whine about insignificant things in life
And when the heavy stuff's kicking in
We hardly survive
But I can't complain. Hell, I'm still breathing after all
Even if the water's coming closer I stand tall

Sometimes I'm wondering if this is gonna turn out right
Mama didn't raise no fool
I won't go down without a fight
If this is the end for you then
I'm still fine with it
But hope is the last man standing on this sinking ship

I feel my arms getting numb
Lips turning blue
I know that it's over
But I can't stop thinking of you
So when I get slowly washed ashore
I will pick myself up once more
I'm maybe not a sailor
But I'm a man of the sea
I'm maybe not a sailor
But I'm a man of the sea

Written by:
Armin Sattler

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