This is the last party before die I won't die, I'll just feel like sh** If someone offers me another drink Dig my grave and throw me in THIS IS THE LAST PARTY BEFORE I DIE! I WON'T DIE I'LL JUST FEEL LIKE sh*t! I've been here since five p.m. And I've been up all night Then some girl walks up to me And I can't say things right A pain in my head, my eyes are blood red The police are at the door I'd better run and try to hide Here they come, let's go!! Sometimes I get sick of it Then again, I don't want to quit Social leprosy's not for me Partying keeps my sanity