parTy's over (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

7.

The curTains are closed

The moTel room is Trashed

i’m naked and shivering

my large pupils are Tiring

i could push my misery longer

buT dawn jusT goT here.

6.

iT’s Time To go inTo The lighT

all The ice has melTed away

and I no longer want To be cold

Tina almosT fucked my hearT away

my sorrow can longer add up.

5.

alone, always alone

Tina left me Tweaking in The dark

baTTling The fears in my mind

i would ofTen hear The police creeping ouTside the door

paranoia had me Thinking,

“if i wenT To jail, would she come to visiT?”

4.

The really fucked up Thing:

i wanTed her back again and again

Though everyThing she Touched evaporaTed like smoke

i craved her, my imaginary parTner

my sTubborness had me Tripping Through life.

3.

now, all The crysTals are gone,

glamour conTinually leading inTo despair

so many acquainTances have lefT my life

so many of The wrong paThs i’ve Taken.

i’ve had enough. i can’T live like This.

I haTe the parTy lifesTyle!

2.

The sun is Trying to shine on me

Tina won’T Trap my spiriT inside a moTel hell

I musT sTand up for myself in This momenT

So i ask myself, one lasT Time:

do i wanT to parTy?

1.

noT anymore.

The curTains are open

i am going inTo The lighT