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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Fender
Vocals
Thom Lewis
Programming
Drew Michael
Drums
Dean Thompson
Guitar
Tom Ungerer
Bass
Joe Atkinson
Synthesiser
Johnny Davies
Saxophone
Mark Webb
Trumpet
Alex Borwick
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Fender
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Borwick
Assistant Engineer
Mark Broughton
Engineer
Claude Vause
Assistant Engineer
Craig Silvey
Mixing Engineer
Dani Bennett- Spragg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Steve Fallone
Mastering Engineer
Bramwell Bronte
Producer
Dean Thompson
Engineer
Lyrics
Mary, what looked like a mirage
Made of glimmering silver in sunken eyes
It was actually there in the palm of my hand
But your existence is widely debated
I'm godless and wrecked
But I can't live by those stakes
The semantics are totally outdated
And the love I had is never enough
It bores me and and leaves me frustrated
I'm the last to make it home
I'm the last to call it off
I'm the last to meet my bed
And last to bring home the bread
And last to make it home
Mary, you were online
The sociopathic part of me
Hit the 'like'
In the hopes I'd coax you out of my derelict fantasy
A bump in the road
Turned into a fissure I currently live in
Though I am a soundboard to some
With myself I am not so forgiving
I'm the last to make it home
I'm the last to call it off
I'm the last to meet my bed
And last to bring home the bread
And last to make it home
I'm the last to make it home
I'm the last to call it off
I'm the last to meet my bed
Last to bring home the bread
Last to make it home
Mary, looked like a mirage
Glimmering silver in sunken eyes
Writer(s): Sam Fender
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