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First Contact At Last Call
by i.G.C.
Genre: Comedy / Parody Type: audio/mpeg
Lyrics
This appears to be a social ritual This appears to be a social ritual
Walked inside, lights too bright Music hitting left and right Humans gathered strange behavior All consuming flavored vapor Liquid served in fragile glass They keep saying drink it fast I observed then took a sip Why does it burn?
Inside my lips They say relax, just take it slow But now my limbs don't do what I know First contact at last call
Survive the night Someone asked me where I'm from I said far They said, oh, that's fun They keep laughing, I don't know why Did I just say that out loud?
Don't mind Music louder, body sways I am not in full control of my frame Tried to dance, it went wrong
Why do they move like that to this song?
My coordination's compromised Visions splitting into five First contact at last call
I cannot feel my face
They call fun, I may never leave this one First contact at last call Now I kinda get it all Raise a glass, lose control This might fix my broken soul
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