last call he was sick of it all
asleep at home
told you off and goodbye
oh you know one day you'll come don't you
but you didn't tell him quite the truth
you're a crisis you're an isicle
you're a toungeless talker
you don't care what you say
youre a jaywalker and you just, just walk away
and that's all you do
the clap of the fading
that sound of your shoes
made him wondered who he thought that he knew
last call he was sick of it all
the endless stream of reminders
made him so sick of you
sick of you
sick of you
sick of your sound
sick of you coming around
trying to crawl under my skin
when i already shed my past to thin
so comes out all around
and you won
and i think i'm all done
you can switch me off safely
while i'm lying here waiting for sleep to overtake me
you're still here but just check to make sure
all you aspire to do is endure
you can't ask for more
ask for more
noone will ever give back what you ask for
so you cast your shadow everywhere like the man in the moon
start to drink you just want to continue
it'll all be yesteryear soon
start to drink but just want to continue
it'll all be yesteryear soon
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