Testo Last Call

Last call for alcohol
Come get your friend, she's all alone
I can't stop starin', she's very low
I can't stop starin'

Sight for sore eyes to see, you basically died to me
Look at your eyes, high as hell, lower than the story tells
A profile is just a silhouette of a sad girl with dark eyes and a dark inside, yeah With a cigarette hangin' off your puffy lips
I don't remember you lookin' quite like this
Does the filter paint a fuller picture of you and your matchin' sisters?
Old friends with new faces
Runnin' around the samе city, the same places
Somеbody's gotta say it, somebody's gotta say it

Last call for alcohol
Come get your friend, she's all alone
I can't stop starin', she's very low
I can't stop starin'