Party Killer Songtext
von David E. Sugar

When you drop out off your class, it was your only lesson
I went over to your house to have a cheeky session
Wake up headache fall sour, that I can′t remember
You said what's the I don′t know and for that I liked you better


That shit is a party killer, I won't touch it, I want a mirror
But that shit is a party killer, I won't touch it, I want a mirror

O, sorry, I′m in a hurry, I′ll flip out up back there
But I'm spinning and I′m a little scared
But I'll try better to handle myself
Keep it together while film us

My last shit is a party killer, I won′t touch it, I want a mirror
But that shit is a party killer, I won't touch it, I want a mirror