Sam Fender - Last To Make It Home

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Mary, what looked like a mirage
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Made of glimmering silver in sunken eyes
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It was actually there in the palm of my hand
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But your existence is widely debated
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I’m godless and wrecked
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But I can’t live by those stakes
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The semantics are totally outdated
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And the love I had is never enough
F#m E5 D
It bores me and and leaves me frustrated

[Chorus]
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I’m the last to make it home
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I’m the last to call it off
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I’m the last to meet my bed
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And last to bring home the bread
F#m E5 D
And last to make it home

[Verse 2]
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Mary, you were online
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The sociopathic part of me
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Hit the “like”
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In the hopes I’d coax you out of my derelict fantasy
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A bump in the road
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Turned into a fissure I currently live in
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Though I am a soundboard to some
F#m E5 D
With myself I am not so forgiving

[Chorus]
A E D
I’m the last to make it home
A E D
I’m the last to call it off
A E D
I’m the last to meet my bed
E
And last to bring home the bread
F#m E5 D
And last to make it home
A E D
I’m the last to make it home
A E D
I’m the last to call it off
A E D
I’m the last to meet my bed
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Last to bring home the bread
F#m E5 D A E
Last to make it home

[Instrumental]
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D E F#m E5 D E5 F#m E5 D E5 F#m E5 D

[Outro]
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Mary, looked like a mirage
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Glimmering silver in sunken eyes