This Shit Rules

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.