the last house party ever

Full precipitation and I'm on the attack
A thousand open windows couldn't hold it back
And I could worry about the way you take your form
Oh won't you hurry up and take what's mostly yours

Point of forced contention; habits dying hard
Microwaved conversations in the dark
I will follow your directions to the store
Up and down the backroads, forever, back and forth

But I'll see you
(I'll see you)
At the last house party ever
All the way over there, in the corner
Just wanting to go home



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Writer(s): Blair Jasper
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