Cool Party - Mal Blum

So it’s a charming disposition you could call it nihilistic

And I thought that I would miss it while still wishing that I didn’t

But I wish that I could give it half as well as I can take it

Still I’m learning how to fake it and I fake it

But can’t fake the fact that I

I would fly you to New York just to watch you walk across

Walk across a crowded room

But I don’t believe in nothing least of all my own intentions

Still I wish the best for you

For you, for you, for you

Cool party, it’s, like, the best party

Like, I wish that I had something to wear

But every word that I said was out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

What I meant instead was

How can I give you what you ask me for

If I don’t wanna take care of myself no more, no more

No more of that again

So he’s a fan, it’s ironic

As they say, I still got it

As I’m pale-faced and prodding

Still performing with my pain arranged in front

And I am not fine any more that I am on time

And I’m late again for something that I can’t ignore

Like I can’t ignore that I

I would fly you to New York just to watch you walk across

Walk across a crowded room

And I don’t believe in nothing, just not most things, just not lately

I suppose I wanted to

Did you?

Did you?

Did you?

Cool party, it’s, like, the best party

Like, I wish that I had something to wear

I can’t get out of my head

Out of my head, out of my head

And I can’t give you what you ask me for

I don’t wanna take care of myself anymore

No more, no more, no more

No more, no more, no more

Don’t worry

I’m not gonna do

What you think that I’m gonna do

Which is just flip out!

Flip out!

Party’s over