Party Lyrics - Burning Jet Black

Miss teen liberty is a girl of taste 

Blind faith her addiction 

Broken gears, spinning wheels getting tied up in lace 

With allegiance to fiction 

When I'm alone I keep hoping for daylight 

Something that resembles a democracy 

Being held under by the weight of this travesty 

This ain't a party for me 

Moving fast, burning gas, and I'm trying to change 

But my brain's in a coma 

Fifty years, live in fear when I see my own face 

And I keep trying to fix it 

When we're alone she keeps promising daylight 

Fed by the illusion of democracy 

Being held under by the weight of her fantasies 

This ain't a party for me 

She's gonna eat me alive 

I want a piece of myself 

She's gonna eat me 

Hot sweat, cold feet, I can barely sleep 

The machine is calling me 

Are we believing there's a separate peace 

When we're thrown in the darkness 

When I'm alone I keep hoping for daylight 

Something that resembles a democracy 

Feeling like a burden, another victim of my own country 

This ain't a party for me