We're at the end of the night
We're at the end of the night
We're at the end of the night with drunken sighs
Ten in a room for two
Nine of them know each other like the back of a hand
All the unspoken news
Nine of them make one feel like the thumb to make ten
Paid for my bulaklak
Rode on the back of their bikes as we talked about past lives
We're at the end of the night
We're at the end of the night
We're at the end of the night with drunken sighs
Toldem what being high feels like
Failed loves all around, laughing at each others' fart sounds
Ni Mang Juan, karaoke too loud
Jumping on the bed to Unwritten
Bodies, bodies, bodies but none of them smitten
Red faces, foot races
Ac unit turning up and up
We're at the end of the night
We're at the end of the night
We're at the end of the night with drunken sighs