Death Of The Party

Lyrics

Death Of The Party Joe Merrick/Scott Hudson-Bryant © 2004 Twiddling my thumbs Racking my brain You might be the only reason That I am staying But I?m on the verge Of getting up the nerve If you look my way This is what I?d say Do you see that we must be The death of this party Stranger than two aliens Alone here with everybody Sedated - separated No one knows why Would anyone really care if we stepped outside to die Would anyone really care if we stepped outside to die Tip toeing around Milking my beer No one knows my name No one knows who lives here What kills me the most Is I?m already a ghost Who would have guessed this is my address...this is my address

Credits

Lyrics Credits: Joe Merrick/Scott Hudson-Bryant

Music Credits: Joe Merrick

Producer Credits: Joe Merrick

Performance Credits: Joe Merrick/

Description

Short Song Description: Teenage misfit song. lonely teen roaming aimlessly around a party trying to get a girls attention. Not only does no one notice him, but they don't know that it his house that the party is at. "What kills me the most is I'm already a ghost - Who would have

Metadata

Song Length: 3:10

Primary Genre: Rock-General

Secondary Genre: Pop-Rock

Lead Vocal: Male Vocal

Mood 1: Nervous

Era: 2000 and later