Death Is A Party, Invite All Your Friends - Palaye Royale
Fabricated fictional goodbye is all you know Raise it up for me Manufactured typical some Christians go to hell Good enough for me I want you to see what I've seen I want you to be where I've been If you go what I've been through Maybe there's some hope for you This is how the story ends Death is a party, invite all your friends And I've got lost on the way She calls my name Heaven life in the holy day They know my way Nature boys they think the same We're going today Celebrate the trip of the day And I'm willing to start a fight Uh wa oh uh wa oh Children in the city don't look so pretty uh wa oh uh wa oh Children in the city don't look so pretty And I know what I got keep on going till it stops What you got you know is gold nothing left we know its nothing more I want you to see what I've seen I want you to be where I've been If you go what I've been through Maybe there's some hope for you This is how the story ends Death is a party, invite all your friends And I've got lost on the way She calls my name Heaven life in the holy day They know my way Nature boys they think the same They're going today Celebrate the trip of the day And I'm willing to start a fight Uh wa oh uh wa oh And I'm willing to start a fight Uh wa oh uh wa oh And I'm willing to start a fight Uh wa oh uh wa oh Children in the city don't look so pretty uh wa oh uh wa oh Children in the city don't look so pretty Moonchild goes away Sunshine lights those graves Kids forget their autumn names But the love funeral goes away Red eyes on your face Driftwood will take your fate Cities built for the last parade But the love funeral becomes the holy days Becomes the holy days Becomes the holy days Becomes the holy days and I'm willing to start a Uh wa oh uh wa oh And I'm willing to start a fight Uh wa oh uh wa oh And I'm willing to start a fight Uh wa oh uh wa oh Children in the city don't look so pretty uh wa oh uh wa oh Children in the city don't look so pretty I know I'm in the underground We the youth we walk on floating doors I don't know where I've seen them Kids parade around till they drop dead I know I'm in the underground We the youth we walk on floating doors I don't know where I've seen them Kids parade around till they drop dead
Artist: Palaye Royale