Emily’s Party III

[Gripp]
People are starting to drift out in the street
Just as the sun is climbing out of its sleep
{Static} was writhing on the floor, she's getting up
And there's still a whole table of booze that we haven't touched
I've been all night watching this melee, reminiscing my heyday
Watching the vomit drip, the incipient date rape
Drugs as a gateway, razor blades in the mainframe
No break from the stage play. This is life and we ain't safe
We stay laced with explosives, so potent
Too big to erode but we live in the moment
String them all together on a chain or a rope
Then wake up ten years later, unable to cope
Like it's the next morning. It's so disastrous
Not sure how I ended up on this mattress
Feels like a casket
I'm not even sure that all ever happened

[Emily]
Jesus. This place is a mess