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Circle, wanderin' endlessly Whisper somethin' around your cheek I don't want to miss nothin', don't let me sleep My baby, please, uh Last call for Austin, oh, I think I'll have to see Uh, oh-oh, oh-oh, I think I'll— Oh, uh, I think I'll have to see (I think I'll have to—) Yeah, yeah, time don't judge me, it just crumbles me She choose that substance over me I don't usually feel nothin', but when I do, I bleed Best believe Uh, last call for Austin, oh, you make me want to leave You make me want to, yeah You make me want to leave, leave, leave Oh, carry me home, not to no hotel Lucy on my tongue Gather 'round the fire, it warms my blood Afraid that my heart turned to stone (Ooh) What you know? Here we go Last call for Austin, oh, it's never what it seems Feel like, I feel like, I feel like me From Letras Mania