Emily’s Party I

[Emily]
Hey! Hey hey hey. Come in

[Gripp]
Hi. Yeah. I brought a...

[Emily]
Oh good. We were running out

[Gripp]
Should I just... in the kitchen or...

[Emily]
Yeah. That's fine

[Gripp]
Outskirts of the city, second floor apartment
Covered in books and a thrift store carpet
Artists. Everybody tryin'a make their mark
With tables full of matchsticks, tryin'a make 'em spark
Three beds and a bath. Three sofas and a porch
Counters in the kitchen and there's liquor there to pour
A large spread 'cos they used to bartend
But here they don't card, they're hard, their heart set
This ain't the story, I'm just setting the scene
So you can understand and get what I mean
I showed up at midnight, the party's on pop
Brought a bottle of Jack in. They start with the shots
Like they're gargling. Watch. Barely a mixer or chase
So ain't shit you could say to us. Don't get in the way
'cos we live for the day while life is drifting away
Tonight we spit in the face of our insolent fate
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