Death of the Party

I see your soul decaying Your light is slowly fading out Your eyes are filled with fire Your nails show dirt from digging down There's nothing left in you I know, I know it feels like dying Like you're fighting just to breathe We are the death of the party We're here to save you Blow out the candles Come with the vandels Baby, make 'em scream Your world is like a nightmare Your life is trapped, you're like a prison You cover up your scars Ashamed of all that you've been given There's nothing left in you I know, I know it feels like dying Like you're fighting just to breathe We are the death of the party We're here to save you Blow out the candles Come with the vandels Baby, make 'em scream To all the living dead boys and dead girls, The death cats, the outcasts, all you creep controllers, The kids of the night, the ones with no voice, IT'S TIME TO FUCKING SCREAM OUT! We are the death of the party We're here to save you Blow out the candles Come with the vandels Baby, make 'em scream There's nothing left in you I know, I know it feels like dying Like your living just to breathe IT'S TIME TO SCREAM OUT, YEAAH!