Last Call

Last drink up in my hand

This time I'll take it slow

Oh shit, I'm fucked up

Oh shit, I'm fucked up

Bitch, I hate it here

All this whiskey did nothing, come pour me something clear

I mixed my drinks and emotions, let's go do something fun

Ignoring calls from my mama, I might say something dumb

Feel ok just use your thumbs

Single, and alone

I don't wanna think about it

Later on I might scream about it

Push my buttons, you'll read about it

My mind vacant

Where the heck's the super?

Pinky promise me your heart and if you don't then please Yakuza

Last drink up in my hand

This time I'll take it slow

Oh shit, I'm fucked up

Oh shit, I'm fucked up

AA

You need AA

But I'm in AA

Let's have a play date

I can hear ya mayday

'Cause I'm wasted

Just faced it

I am insane in the membrane

And I always wanna numb my pain, pain

Not just Friday that's every day, day

Pop that bottle, take it to face

Man in the mirror I don't wanna face

Yeah I'm depressed, I ain't wanna say it

So much stress, get medicated

You chase girls, I chase shots

Forget about me, remember my pops

I ain't gonna stop till they put me in a box

Guzzle

I'm broken and bored

My mind is a war

The days are all chores

I'm tired of the feeling

A bottle pour

I'm tired of the feeling

Last drink up in my hand

This time I'll take it slow

Oh shit I'm fucked up

Oh shit I'm fucked up

Friday that's every day, day

Pop that bottle, take it to face

Man in the mirror I don't wanna face

Yeah I'm depressed, I ain't wanna say it

So much stress, get medicated

You chase girls, I chase shots

Forget about me, remember my pops

I ain't gonna stop till they put me in a box