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Lletres: Bleu Edmondson. Last Last Time.

Empty parking lot, half a cigarette
I got it off the ground so it?s a little wet
I?m on the south side walking sideways
I got too drunk again

It?s a cold night, kinda late this year
Plans made, the cops are gone and we?re outta here
But I need to catch my breath 'cause its 3 a.m.
And I still miss someone

This is the last last time, I beg the sun to shine
Addicted to a memory and it's killing me
This is the last last time

I should hide at home but I can?t drive
Everybody?s calling me to see if I?m alive
They say they?ve got a friend that I need to meet
And she?s never heard of you

This is the last last time, I beg the sun to shine
Addicted to a memory and it's killing me

This is the last last time, I beg the sun to shine
Addicted to a memory and it's killing me

This is the last last time, I try to change your mind
I?m addicted to the misery and it?s killing me
Yeah, it's killing me
You all start killing me