BIG LAX - birthday bash! Lyrics

I do everything that I can to make my life outstanding
Somebody please tell me what aging does
Cause I don't understand it
I live it up so much these pity parties leave me barely standing
I'm throwing a god damn rager but I can't say that I planned it
You're invited
So get excited
We're going on a fucking ride and I'm the pilot
I've never been this low before, I'm so delighted
Then again, I guess it does look like I've been inside it
Damn
Well at least you get to see me fight it
I can't hold back this time I know it's been decided
I used to scrap with it in private
But recently something's been ignited
So watch it blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Hey, hey, hey who brought balloons
I watch them blow and stand right in front of the boom
Can't hear a thing or see a thing inside the room
You shouldn't have I still gotta change the tune
I light it up again and get higher off of the fumes
Cause recently I been stuck inside a cocoon
I'm sick and tired of being a damn recluse
Let's make this party hotter than a jacket in June
It could be my last before I end up in a tomb
I do everything that I can to make my life outstanding
Somebody please tell me what aging does
Cause I don't understand it
I live it up so much these pity parties leave me barely standing
I'm throwing a god damn rager but I can't say that I planned it
I've waited 21 chapters and the story still ain't started yet
An overgrown bastard with weight on his stomach and chest
And nobody can see him through the pain that he endured in silence
If you had been through what he'd seen you'd understand why just he's violent
It reads like the origin story of villains before
So you can tell he ain't a good guy
Got plenty of people on his side
But still can't seem to get right
It's his life, but the reins taken
All gray skies and blank faces
Hell around him it's the landscape and
Just waking up has gotten pain staking
He, been putting the sounds in the speakers
I, seen him wit a couple of creatures
They, been cheering him on in the bleachers
We, get along with the actions he take
And the look on his face
When he drowns in his pain
Is the same as whenever he's out in the rain
You can tell that he's cold
And he's going insane
But he won't do a thing
Expecting a change
He's panhandling
Tried to warn you the man's damaging
He'll give you what you need when you need it
Just to keep from vanishing
Yeah
He wants the world to know his title
But he can't do it he's suicidal
Every day is a new arrival
A new demon, he's their disciple

I do everything that I can to make my life outstanding
Somebody please tell me what aging does
Cause I don't understand it
I live it up so much these pity parties leave me barely standing
I'm throwing a god damn rager but I can't say that I planned it
You're invited
So get excited
We're going on a fucking ride and I'm the pilot
I've never been this low before, I'm so delighted
Then again, I guess it does look like I've been inside it
Damn
Well at least you get to see me fight it
I can't hold back this time I know it's been decided
I used to scrap with it in private
But recently something's been ignited
So watch it blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Blow up, blow up, blow up, blow up
Hey, hey, hey who brought balloons
I watch them blow and stand right in front of the boom
Can't hear a thing or see a thing inside the room
You shouldn't have I still gotta change the tune
I light it up again and get higher off of the fumes
Cause recently I been stuck inside a cocoon
I'm sick and tired of being a damn recluse
Let's make this party hotter than a jacket in June
It could be my last before I end up in a tomb
I do everything that I can to make my life outstanding
Somebody please tell me what aging does
Cause I don't understand it
I live it up so much these pity parties leave me barely standing
I'm throwing a god damn rager but I can't say that I planned it
I've waited 21 chapters and the story still ain't started yet
An overgrown bastard with weight on his stomach and chest
And nobody can see him through the pain that he endured in silence
If you had been through what he'd seen you'd understand why just he's violent
It reads like the origin story of villains before
So you can tell he ain't a good guy
Got plenty of people on his side
But still can't seem to get right
It's his life, but the reins taken
All gray skies and blank faces
Hell around him it's the landscape and
Just waking up has gotten pain staking
He, been putting the sounds in the speakers
I, seen him wit a couple of creatures
They, been cheering him on in the bleachers
We, get along with the actions he take
And the look on his face
When he drowns in his pain
Is the same as whenever he's out in the rain
You can tell that he's cold
And he's going insane
But he won't do a thing
Expecting a change
He's panhandling
Tried to warn you the man's damaging
He'll give you what you need when you need it
Just to keep from vanishing
Yeah
He wants the world to know his title
But he can't do it he's suicidal
Every day is a new arrival
A new demon, he's their disciple