CLOAKROOM

Sippin red wine
Chilling in the cloakroom
Black eyes
No I won't approach you
I don't mind
If you get a little closer to me
(Yeah, yeah)
And I think I should let you know
Everybody at this party's a ghost
So don't accept the punch
They'll eat you up for brunch

Walking straight to the door
Yeah you cut the line
Head right to the bathroom to cut a line
Never knew what kinda shit that you'd be taking
Paraphernalia bunch of rolled up green faces
It's in your blood taking effect
And the whole room spinning you don't know where to go next
And I know you tripping own hands around your neck
It's a paranoia party so why you bring your Patek
With a bunch of people you don't even like
Can't get out the door even though you said you're leaving twice
Hella white
Flowing through the floor
What a dark night
New vice
Gripping your waist
I hold you real tight

And this might last the whole night
Can't see an exit in sight
So stay away from the light
Or you'll never make it out alive

Sippin red wine
Chilling in the cloakroom
Black eyes
No I won't approach you
I don't mind
If you get a little closer to me
(Yeah, yeah)
And I think I should let you know
Everybody at this party's a ghost
So don't accept the punch
They'll eat you up for brunch

Wait
I been locked in for another whole day
Everyone's insane
It's a game
But I
Got a brand new shawty now baby is that a problem
Hotel throwing up dressing like Denis Rodman
Don't know where your friends went
You're better off without em
The walls start caving in fuck it you need a valium
Lights start shaking I'm thinking you need get out
They can all smell your blood the demons wait to be let out
You don't know where you're going but outside looks dead out
And you can't leave now for fear of being left out

Left out on the dancefloor
Strobe lights kicking in
Really should get out more
Nose starts bleeding again
You don't know how long
You been here but fuck it you do another one

And I don't know if there's something I should do
I can see you spiral
I can see right through
Wishing you weren't here
Yeah I feel that too
So you pour it up until the floor catch you
Till it's fuck your friends and you're the only one left
And your clothes are ripped up from last night's stress
I think you need a break just to catch your breath
But I'm in the back if you wanna get undressed

Sippin red wine
Chilling in the cloakroom
Black eyes
No I won't approach you
I don't mind
If you get a little closer to me
(Yeah, yeah)
And I think I should let you know
Everybody at this party's a ghost
So don't accept the punch
They'll eat you up for brunch