[Intro — fast bass pulse, muffled club noise] No address. No invitation. Just a black door and a bass line. So I went in. [Beat hits] [Verse 1] Two in the morning, place was just getting alive. Black suits, red lips, everybody dressed to die. Champagne overflowing, bodies moving wall to wall. Nobody checked my name. Nobody checked me at all. Pretty little strangers moving underneath the light. Everybody looked too good for this late at night. [Pre-Chorus] No clocks. No windows. No reason to go home. Whole room moving like tomorrow never comes. [Chorus] Welcome to the dead man's party. Everybody's looking good tonight. Bass down low. Bodies getting closer. Nobody's leaving till we kill the lights. Dead man's party. Lose yourself. Come alive. If this is what forever feels like— I could stay all night. [BASS GROOVE — rolling sub-bass, chopped violin] [Verse 2] Girl across the room had diamonds at her throat. Skin cold when she touched me. Didn't think much of it though. Guy beside the bar said he'd been here sixty years. I laughed— until I noticed he hadn't aged a day in here. [Beat strips down] That's when I started looking. No one breathing. No one blinking. Nobody seemed concerned. [Beat returns] Neither was I. [Pre-Chorus] No clocks. No windows. No sunrise coming through. If the dead know how to party— maybe dying isn't new. [Chorus] Welcome to the dead man's party. Everybody's looking good tonight. Bass down low. Bodies getting closer. Nobody's leaving till we kill the lights. Dead man's party. Lose yourself. Come alive. If this is what forever feels like— I could stay all night. [Instrumental — fast bass, percussion, violin chops] [Bridge — smooth, cocky] I should probably leave. That's what a sensible man would do. Find the door. Find the street. Find someplace with a pulse. But the bass is good. The drinks are free. And death— apparently— has excellent taste. [BUILD — drums accelerating] So pour another. Turn it louder. Pull somebody closer. We're already here. [BASS BREAKDOWN] [Final Chorus] Welcome to the dead man's party. Whole damn room is dressed to kill tonight. No tomorrow. No last call. No one here is scared to die. Dead man's party. Lose yourself. Come alive. If this is what the end looks like— save me a place inside. [Final instrumental — biggest bass groove] [Outro — low, amused] Sun came up. Door disappeared. Hell of a party. I'll find it again.
