This is the last party before die
I wonât die, Iâll just feel like shit
If someone offers me another drink
Dig my grave and throw me in
THIS IS THE LAST PARTY BEFORE I DIE !
I WONâT DIE
IâLL JUST FEEL LIKE SHIT!
Iâve been here since five p.m.
And Iâve been up all night
Then some girl walks up to me
And I canât say things right
A pain in my head, my eyes are blood red
The police are at the door
Iâd better run and try to hide
Here they come, letâs go!!
Sometimes I get sick of it
Then again, I donât want to quit
Social leprosyâs not for me
Partying keeps my sanity