The party's over
A CD skipping
It's the same hook 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, 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, no
I hope my body can take it
I hope I make 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've ever said
No, I'm not
Ready
To die just yet
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