Last Of My Kind Lyrics - Mishka Shubaly

It's not that the heart has stopped beating 

It's just moved to marking time 

It's not that the lungs have stopped breathing 

They still deflate and rise 

Tear ducts micturate and dry 

Nerve endings wither, calcify 

It's not that the body has stopped working 

Like it ever had the choice to resign 

It's not that the cells have stopped growing 

They've grown monstrous, they divide and divide 

and divide and divide and divide 

Your new body's brighter and boring 

How do you intend to excise all these vestigial organs? 

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I cannot change 

I will not evolve 

I am an artifact, I'm the last of my kind 

You will encounter me in the pages of a textbook 

Too scared to move ahead, 

so stubborn I was left behind. 

My tiny brain, buried in my thick skull, 

I'm the last of my kind 

I'm your payphone, your calling card, a tattered atlas 

A relic, a curio, a useless artifact 

Mixtapes and photo albums, 

a late night long-distance phone call 

This used to mean something but just what, 

We can't recall now. 

Your world's moving forward, yeah, it's thriving 

Where do you intend to bury this survivor? 

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I cannot change 

I will not evolve 

I am an artifact, I'm the last of my kind 

You will encounter me in the pages of a textbook 

Too scared to move ahead, 

so stubborn I was left behind. 

My tiny brain, buried in my thick skull, 

I'm the last of my kind