Lyrics

So this is where it starts just a couple of kids looking for a good time where can we go? what can we do? somebody call some bitches! throw down a couple of dollars who the fuck is 21!? lets not stress out now we always find a way you know we get what we want without delay! chill the fuck out dude party supplies on deck now im ready to fucking rage stocked up on cigarettes so everything should be okay this party is way bigger than i thought that it would ever be this will be sick time to fucking rage dont stop till the sun come up this is the party life smoke blunts all day, two-step all night everything is spinning lie, straight to my face just because it didnt mean a fucking thing doesn't mean you have the right to point fingers and blame when the fire rises from the depths of hell you'll be the first of many join us there! when the fire rises from the depths of hell say goodnight
Writer(s): Christopher Linck, Sean Heenan, Nader Salameh, Joseph Ollinger, Christopher Fronzak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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