Cemetery Lyrics

Party in the cemetery, I just want you next to me

I'm missing them summer days of Export Chrome and Ecstasy

Cheap beer not Hennessy, drowning in my memories

See you in my better dreams, nostalgias always bittersweet

Party in the cemetery, I just want you next to me

I'm missing them summer days of Export Chrome and Ecstasy

Cheap beer not Hennessy, drowning in my memories

See you in my better dreams, nostalgias always bittersweet

They say nostalgia's a beautiful liar

Well give me the ugly truth

All of these bridges I'm setting on fire

Sparking the flame that I spit in the stu'

Live in this booth having visions of you

Lost love got me singing the blues

Rockstar, I am not from this earth

Break my heart 'cos it's what I deserve

Hurt me, I deserve it

On the right path but I'm swerving

Still trynna be a better person

Ain't there yet but I'm learning

Life twists and turns like cursive

I'll get it straight, i'm determined

Drugs don't work, they're making me nervous

Still unsure who I am as a person

Black dog on my back, beast of burden

Try not to feed him but he keeps returning

Hearts on fire, keeps burning out

Talking to me, I don't hear a sound

Pain and pressure always bring out the poetry

Barely create when I'm happy I'm over it

Story as old as time itself

But it still gets hard when I'm by myself

Party in the cemetery, I just want you next to me

Im missing them summer days of Export Chrome and Ecstasy

Cheap beer not Hennessy, drowning in my memories

See you in my better dreams, nostalgias always bittersweet

Party in the cemetery, I just want you next to me

Im missing them summer days of Export Chrome and Ecstasy

Cheap beer not Hennessy, drowning in my memories

See you in my better dreams, nostalgias always bittersweet

...Ironic my haters the salty ones

I see why they hate a boy

Know some people hold tears in the club

When the DJ puts on Sk8r Boi

That's cos they're thinking of me

Baggy clothes on stage, i'm living my dreams

I know they're burning, wouldn't piss on their feet

Got used to the loneliness late in my teens

Yeah, popular loner

Young Thug; I'm a Stoner

Love-drunk, getting sober

And I swear sometimes closure

Don't even feel like it's closure

That's just the way that it goes brah

But it ain't over til it's over

It ain't over til it's over

Wollongong where the city meets the shore

Show 'em kindness they see you as a rort

I'm a product of the place that I was born

Makes me sick I don't even wanna talk

Makes me sick I don't even wanna

Vomiting noise tac-vom

Lost too many mates to the shab rock

I was needing a change in the backdrop

Now i'm back on my shit, packing a spliff

...Music now if I'm packaging hits

Fuck a shank, fight a man with my fists

Name me another that's rapping like this

Back on my shit, packing a spliff

...Music now if I'm packaging hits

Fuck a shank, fight a man with my fists

Name me another that's rapping like this

Party in the cemetery, I just want you next to me

I'm missing them summer days of Export Chrome and Ecstasy

Cheap beer not Hennessy, drowning in my memories

See you in my better dreams, nostalgias always bittersweet

Party in the cemetery, I just want you next to me

I'm missing them summer days of Export Chrome and Ecstasy

Cheap beer not Hennessy, drowning in my memories

See you in my better dreams, nostalgias always bittersweet

Nostalgias always bittersweet

Nostalgias always bittersweet

See you in my better dreams, nostalgias always bittersweet