The Last Call
Yesterday, I would have slapped you in the face
Yesterday, I would have kissed you in my place
And tonight
I will remember to bring you in
And tonight
You will follow my lust and eat my tangerine
And tomorrow
Tomorrow I will show you my real hidden mask
Don't be sad
It won't last forever
Don't be sad I'll find you wherever
It's a charade
A smooth lemonade
Tell me what you see
Behind the curtains of your dream
Tell me what you see
Inside the burden of a tree
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