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Thursday - Last Call |
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This is the last call |
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They'll ever hear me send |
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Last call for a better life |
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Wedding bells and cheap champagne |
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Last call for a Friday night |
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In bathroom stalls and crowded bars |
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Last call right before your eyes |
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We celebrate our severed lives |
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Last call, where are your friends |
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They speak the sin, the sin of silence now |
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Everything we build, it falls apart |
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And the architect abandons us |
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Last call when I held you tight |
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The DJ played cuts from the night |
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Last call where we used to meet |
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Know we looked away, and we still repeat |
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Circular breathing |
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We'll separate these feelings |
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Heart attack, efficiency |
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Erase the figure as it falls |
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Everything we build, it falls apart |
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And the architect abandons us |
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The wedding starts, the guests step in |
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The church bells ringing endlessly |
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The bride and groom are hand in hand |
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And everything goes as it's planned |
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Parents smile, the priest chokes up |
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Organ plays Amazing Grace |
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And underneath the thin white veil |
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You can hear them say |
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Last call for the matching hearts |
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Last call for the yellow birds |
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Last call for the two of us |
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And the people sang |