Last Man Standing

I sat on the ground with sight sat on the profound.

I cried "That ain't the way I die!

My craft twisted the sound. "That ain't the way I last!

Assisted sparks of lifted arks because I shifted stars to be vivid in bars.

Living in cars as I visit Mars to be rigid DARS with it.

I carve visions, pay tuitions with scar admissions.

I'm the last man standing.