Текст песни R.I.P - Ryan Oakes

(Party like we're already)
(Pa-pa-party like we're already dead)

They said
I need a five-year plan
I guess
I might as well just kick the can
They said
I need a nine to five
That's death
By social suicide

The more that I'm drinking
The more that I'm thinking
Tomorrow might not come at all

So we're gonna party like we're already dead
We'll be giving them hell, not ready for heaven yet
And we're not going to sleep
'Til we're resting in peace
So we're gonna party like we're already dead
R.I.P.

(Party like we're alread', alread')
(Party like we're alread')
R.I.P.
(Party like we're already)
(Pa-pa-party like we're already dead)

Where do you run when there's nowhere to escape and ya'
Stuck in a nightmare and better off awake, I been
Up for days, now my legs starting to shake, there's a
Stairway to heaven but at least I'll be in shape, I'ma

Grab an eighth and a fifth of some bourbon
And watch churches slowly turn to a circus
The curtains pulled and now everyone's purging
And letting go of all of their burdens, now

The more that I'm drinking
The more that I'm thinking
Tomorrow might not come at all

So we're gonna party like we're already dead
We'll be giving them hell, not ready for heaven yet
And we're not going to sleep
'Til we're resting in peace
So we're gonna party like we're already dead
R.I.P.

(Party like we're alread', alread')
(Party like we're alread')
R.I.P.
(Party like we're already)
(Pa-pa-party like we're already)
R.I.P.