《Party@0417》
Composer | Paco@Hedgehog
Lyricist | Paco@Hedgehog
Arranger | Hedgehog
Producer | Hedgehog
It’s summer night, 89 degrees
Mr. Fahrenheit, we’re gonna to be
Rhythmic melodies we hear
It should be decent serenade
It feels weird
Drums make me fear
Drinking cheap wines from marketplace
Honey tea with whiskey, a shitty taste
Adrenaline push me in vice
I tryna keep myself in sober
No words in wine
Living in world as no time goes by
Gettin’ wasted
Terrors over me
It’s 04:17
Safe and sounds are far away from me
When can we fall asleep
Partying at 417
Smoking glimpses of heaven
Or armageddon
In fact, I literally don’t know what’s going happen
Just like nauseous vomiting from one of our seven
more hassled keep arising up
All because all of daily affairs fucking them up
Sorry have to interrupt
As I already have enough
Gettin’ wasted
Terrors over me
It’s 04:17
Safe and sounds are far away from me
When can we fall asleep
Sometimes i think of Kat and older queen
Sometimes delusion bring me to an unforeseen
But I fed up with inundated fantasy
Maybe something manipulated by illuminati
Testing on human facing tragedies
Gettin’ wasted
Terrors over me
Safe and sounds are far away from me