Neal Peterson - Last Call текст песни

So here's to your so-called best friends...

Last call

I'm spewing these songs with my back to the wall
Red wine softens the daylight and weakens the time
And if I just take her back, she'll never say sorry again

So here's to your so-called, your love-hate protocol of friends...

Cheers to me(!), this fixture of false empathy
It's desitiny, I'm burning my own effigy
And I'll be drinking stars all through the night
With all of these visions, all these decisions, good premonitions that I'll just forget

You're so unique, just like everyone
And I really need you, or just anyone
Show me an angel and I will paint you one
Show me an angel
Show me an angel

So cheers to me, this fixture of false empathy