Lights flicker as the people upstairs jump around. Cascade of stucco is raining down on me. Loud thumping from a couple of pairs of gym shoes. Stereo bursting with a crazy beat.
I don’t know what i’m gonna do. I don’t know what i’m gonna say.
Because i don’t want you over my head. I’d rather live without you instead. Can’t think straight; i’m going brain dead. So would you please, please, please, please go to bed? Go to bed.
Wild parties seem to be in full swing all the time. Laughter erupting; coming from the sky. And i’m searching just to find a little bit of solitude. Sound interrupting me every time i try.
