POORSTACY – Party At The Cemetery Lyrics

 

Party At The Cemetery POORSTACY Lyrics

Party At The Cemetery Lyrics

 

Party At The Cemetery Lyrics by POORSTACY

 

All the creepy teenage brats
Walk around all dressed in black
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But when you die, you can’t come back
Cut my soul over a wrist
She wears long sleeves to hide the tracks
Come to the cemetery gates
Where all these feelings play and dance

Come to, the ceme-tery (Come to the cemetery)
Come to, the ceme-tery (Come to the cemetery)

Turn me from bones to ashes
Scatter me across the grass
We were never meant to last
Life’s a sick and twisted laugh
Blood is all over my hands
Day of the dead, let’s gather hands
As their corpses leave the caskets
Now let’s sing along and dance

Come to, the ceme-tery (Come to the cemetery)
Come to, the ceme-tery (Come to the cemetery)

Come to, the ceme-tery (Come to the cemetery)
Come to, the ceme-tery (Come to the cemetery)