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PARTY ON MY DEATHBED - Live at Manchester Academy

de Hot Milk

Ladies and gentlemen it was a cold blooded premeditated murder

Brain pain again
Can't remember my name (ah)
This distance is sickness
I'm super nihilistic (ah)
Do we exist inside an acid trip? Or is this flux born from a fantasist?
My make-believe idiosyncrasy

Just wanna party on my deathbed
I'm here to live my life electric
Just wanna party on my deathbed
Yeh maybe I am just a wreckhead
But I know I don't wanna waste it
Just wanna party on my deathbed

Ah ah, I'm seeping love I'm full of it
Secreting blood I'll never quit
Would you wanna be me if you could see the memory that haunts this hypocrite?
Born in a void, darkness feels like it's home

Death’s banging on the door so let's give him a show hey hey

Nah man now don't be shady
I'm how your God has made me
I'm just a puppet on a burning stage no health and safety

'cause if I can't be me in this society
I'll hallucinate my own autonomy

Just wanna party on my deathbed
I'm here to live my life electric
Just wanna party on my deathbed
Yeh maybe I am just a wreckhead
But I know I don't wanna waste it
Just wanna party on my deathbed

My make-believe idiosyncrasy
Do we exist inside an acid trip? Or is this flux born from a fantasist?
My make-believe idiosyncrasy

Just wanna party on my deathbed
I'm here to live my life electric
Just wanna party on my deathbed
Yeh maybe I am just a wreckhead
But I know I don't wanna waste it
Just wanna party on my deathbed

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