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Last Words by Michael Patrick Kelly album cover

Last Words

by Michael Patrick Kelly

Lyrics
I killed the president
'Cause he was an enemy of the people
Mama, mama, mama
Kill me
My fun days are over
Thou will show my head to the people
It is worth showing
One world at a time

Now comes the mystery
Now comes the mystery
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow
Now comes the mystery
Oh Lord, my poor soul
I'm losing it, I'm losing it
I'm losing it, I'm losing it

Is it my birthday, or am I dying?
(And I'm not afraid to go)
Stay for the sign mama, mama, mama
Oh God, here I go
Cool it, brothers
So little done, so much to do (vot sobaka)
Pardonnez-Moi, monsieur (one world at a time)

Now comes the mystery
Now comes the mystery
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow
Now comes the mystery
Oh Lord, my poor soul
I'm losing it, I'm losing it
I'm losing it, I'm losing it

Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow

A certain butterfly (oh wow, oh wow)
Is already on the wing (oh wow)
Today you'll be with me (oh wow, oh wow, oh wow)
Today you'll be with me (oh wow, oh wow, oh wow)
In paradise (oh wow, oh wow, oh wow)
Into your hands, I commend (oh wow, oh wow, oh wow)
My spirit (oh wow, oh wow, oh wow)
It is finished

About "Last Words"

Kelly turns final utterances into a widescreen pop anthem, all echoing drums and soaring vocals. The title hangs like a last breath in cold air—weighty yet weightless. Beneath the stadium-sized production lies a quiet ache: the fear that words spoken too late can never be unsaid. Tension between closure and regret.