The party’s
over
A cd skipping
It’s the same song repeating
Grows more grating with each passing second...
And the walls contain a resonation, laughter, and conversation.
It was fun while it lasted, but now we should be going.
I hope everybody had a real good time
The hospitality’s partaken,
my head is flying my heart’s racing to keep up.
And I hope I haven’t overdone it nooo...
I hope my body can take it. I hope I make the the occasion.
It’s only this fucked up I start realizing
all this living is just dying
and if these are my friends, if this is my home,
if this is how I spend my nights,
how I communicate, and demonstrate a love of life.
My eyes roll into the back of my head,
if these are the last words that I ever said
No I’m not ready to die just yet.
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