"I did say..."
I’d always envisaged the end of my days
Being heroic and brave going out in a blaze.
But my final fight and my final win,
Is bittersweet as the light starts to dim.
And as I’m laying here flat on my back,
My eyes slowly close resigned in the fact,
I told him before and now I’ve lost track,
The decking out here is a fucking death trap.