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 havent 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.