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
