Bad Moves: Eviction Party

 

"Eviction Party"

 

You said it was fine

But it's a two-part story

I'm not gonna lie

It socked me right between the eyes

 

Cue the night

Of the eviction party

Rubbing pictures crystal clear

And it's a dumpster fire

I close my eyes and chase the dread

Of something saccharine and sweet

Jack and coke, ice in my head

A cool and carbonated heat

There's nothing left here but the mess

And that's the good part

The bad part, sadly, is what's next

It slips away, it's over

 

I'm tripping out

Dodging flushed out faces

Trading glances with stray lampshades

Someone's crashed out on the floor

The rush of sound

When the heat's unyielding

You press your face up to the eighth back

And breathe one precious breath at a time

I close my eyes and chase the dread

Of something saccharine and sweet

Jack and coke, ice in my head

A cool and carbonated heat

There's nothing left here but the mess

And that's the good part

The bad part, sadly, is what's next

It slips away, it's over

 

The flashing of lights flood through cracks in the bathroom

To clash and collide and dissolve in the rear view

But it's my eviction, I'll cry if I want to

Or wash it down instead

I close my eyes and chase the dread

Of something saccharine and sweet

Jack and coke, ice in my head

A cool and carbonated heat

I wasn't doing great before, and now

 I think I'm finally freaking out

You can tell the world how it went down

But it's a two-part story

(Is that right?)