Party By Myself - Hollywood Undead

I’m fresh to death, I’m in the zone

I checked my head but no one’s home

The mood is right, the party’s on

Looks like tonight I’ll be drinking alone

Fuck everyone else, I’mma party by myself

Do this shit all night, I don’t need nobody else

Fuck everyone else, I’mma party by myself

Higher than a kite with nobody but myself

One more shot then it’s time to roll

Smoke these Kroks, and I’m out the door

Chug Ciroc, but I sip Patron

Hit that spot till you lose control

You died?

I’ll go out alone

Bitch, you must be out your dome

Fresh new kicks, I cut the floor

Ludacris, I throw them 'bows

Life of the party, got the bitches laughing

Funny on-point, his jokes are cracking

Grind on the wall just to get some action

Looking at the mirror like I’m Michael Jackson

Business is risky, don’t try to diss me

I get more pussy than a bowl of Friskies

I roll solo can’t keep up with me

You go home early like you’re fucking sixty

You’re coming down, my high is peaking

Think you’re having trouble speaking

You a freak and I like freaky

Me, myself, and I’ve been drinking

Blowing up my cell

But I don’t think I’mma answer

I’m all by myself

So I don’t think I’mma answer

I’m fresh to death, I’m in the zone

I checked my head but no one’s home

The mood is right, the party’s on

Looks like tonight I’ll be drinking alone

Fuck everyone else, I’mma party by myself

Do this shit all night, I don’t need nobody else

Fuck everyone else, I’mma party by myself

Higher than a kite with nobody but myself

Picked myself up in my Mitsubishi

Said «what's up it’s nice to meet me

Never met someone so damn freaky

Who at the same time is such a sweetie»

So when everybody else is being such a puss

Doesn’t mean you can’t straight get off the hook

I don’t need another partner to shake my tush

I can party all night and slay some bud

So I’mma go out and do some thrashing

Show everybody what the fuck is cracking

'Cause this motherfucker can do some damage

If you don’t think so, you can suck my package

I don’t need no static when I feed my habits

So don’t be combative when I wreak some havoc

From this weed I’m having, where’s my keys, goddamnit?

I should be out having me a threesome

Taxing in my Nissan, blacking out, I need some action

Like a peon tapping from this heat I’m packing

Dickies, you’re sagging, let me see what happens

When your cheeks are clapping, Charles P. is rapping

Blowing up my cell

But I don’t think I’mma answer

I’m all by myself

So I don’t think I’mma answer

I’m fresh to death, I’m in the zone

I checked my head but no one’s home

The mood is right, the party’s on

Looks like tonight I’ll be drinking alone

Fuck everyone else, I’mma party by myself

Do this shit all night, I don’t need nobody else

Fuck everyone else, I’mma party by myself

Higher than a kite with nobody but myself

Me and my cup are both solo and both need beer

I’m seeing double but there’s only one guy here

Motherfucker, I’m getting weird

Motherfucker, yeah, let’s get weird

Blowing up my cell

But I don’t think I’mma answer

I’m fresh to death, I’m in the zone

I checked my head but no one’s home

The mood is right, the party’s on

Looks like tonight I’ll be drinking alone

Fuck everyone else, I’mma party by myself

Do this shit all night, I don’t need nobody else

Fuck everyone else, I’mma party by myself

Higher than a kite with nobody but myself

Let’s get weird

Let’s get weird

Let’s get weird

Let’s get weird

Get weird