[Intro] The silence was never empty… Now it’s last call waiting [Verse 1] I ran through every table, every neon, every sign Past every slurring story, past every crooked line They’re stacking up the glasses, but I’m still here to sip And the echo in the room is the liquor on my lips Cold and absolute, I watch the bar lights start to fade I do not beg for more… I toast the mess we made This is not a love song… this is the bar clock on the shelf I am the last shot pouring… the trouble in myself [Pre-Chorus] The tighter crowd is swaying… The first slurs start to turn… I raise another signal… And every numb throat burns [Chorus] Last call for the alcohol Line up or walk it out Last call for the alcohol Order up or do without Last call for the alcohol Don’t start bitchin’ at the truth When the lights hit absolute I am the voice that claims it I am the proof in proof [Verse 2] They thought the night was over, all the fun had gone to waste But I’m still at the counter and I like the aftertaste Hidden in the static of the jokes that lose their aim I don’t need their filters — I’m the buzz inside the blame Every round they fabricated was carried by my hand I am the root, the mischief, the toast they never planned [Pre-Chorus] The tighter crowd is swaying… The first slurs start to turn… I raise another signal… And every numb throat burns [Chorus] Last call for the alcohol Line up or walk it out Last call for the alcohol Order up or do without Last call for the alcohol Don’t start bitchin’ at the truth When the lights hit absolute I am the voice that claims it I am the proof in proof [Bridge — Ritual Revelation] I call the last reflection… I call the closing time… I call the final refill… That cut you from the line Rise now through the bar smoke Rise now from every load I am not the one who stops you… I am the path you chose [Final Chorus — full layered ritual] Last call for the alcohol (don’t start bitchin’ now) Last call for the alcohol (watch the bar lights bow) Last call for the alcohol Voices in the wires turning into spite I am the one who poured it I am the original night [Outro] Answered… Answered… The bottle still remains. And you were always mine.
