Last Call 歌词

burned, I brought death to them all through a home-made hurricane Armed with scissors, fire and booze, I wiped this goth town clean, and left a pool of mascara and blood Little miss evil, didn't someone tell you life is more than just bats and graveyards, you dream of Marilyn, but just like Cave In said, "the reality check is in the mail" Last call, first wave, they should have told you, they should have called you, everything is up for sale now Reality is a bitter pill you swallow to grow up, I guess by now you should have known you've all been fucked These so-called freaks are signing multi-million dollar deals, bats and graveyards are obviously up for sale So never mind the fact that you are haunted 'cause all of you ghosts have sneaker brands and cribs in the hill I guess your checks have bounced, still you sing along, well misery loves company