Death of the Party (first draft)

This again is meant to be lyrics that no one will likely sing. Death of the party is a mixture of emotions. Some anger, some loneliness. It really hightens an introverted life style mixed with a jaded one. I’ve always been annoyed with the fact that we are forced to save our most authentic selves for small crowds. Sometimes I wanna be grumpy and annoyed in the party. (Like crying in the club). Expressing emotions as they come in any given space should be more widely accepted!

Anyway, in this writing I play with sadness, power, and a little of an infamous vibe. It’s a pretty short read.

Enjoy!

Death of the Party by me :) Written April 2025

I’m the death of the party

But you can’t relate

Never say sorry

But i guess it just fate

I can ignore you

When you’re kissing him

Wait for you to come back

Your shirt soaked in gin

Sit in the corner

Away from the scene

I don’t hate karma

But that bitch hates me

Where are you going with all this

Feminine rage

I think it’s about time

You act your age

You took my heart

I took your soul

The devil’s getting restless

And this shits getting old

I’m the death of the party

But you won’t believe

How many people looked for me

When I played hide and seek

You create your own problems

One of them being me

I really hope you can solve them

But this ain’t make-believe