All My Friends Are Ghosts!

Let's get a move on, get some self-control
The party's in an hour, I feel like the leaning tower on the
Verge of collapse, god, I'm so hard to console
Dying to know if they will show up
If we'll make out on the sofa, see I'm
Throwing a feast but it's more a dumb supper
Cause we'll sit down in a circle, awkward thoughts are universal and I'm
Realizing now that they're running pretty late
And I startle when I see the bed
Their bodies and a floating head
I feel my anger, burning red
Cause all my friends are dead

All my friends are ghosts and I'm gonna be the host
Of this semi-formal, paranormal joke of a party
All my friends are ghosts, so let's give our god a toast
And we'll thank him for the magic, albeit a little tragic cause my
Friends are all deceased, oh, what chaos I've unleashed
They're the noise you hear up in your cellar, I'm the world's best storyteller
All my friends are dead, and I haven't lost my head
They won't attend my party cause their souls ascend their bodies
They only stopped being my friend, cause they all just wound up dead

Let's get it started, try to keep my cool
It sure must be a bummer
Dealing with eternal slumber, cause I'm
Telling you now that you've missed out on a lot
When you got buried down below
It turned into a horror show, just
Don't try to think of me as some sort of a saint
When I learned you had other plans
I hoped that murder's in demand, and
Now that you're dead to me, I best be moving on
Must be a bitter tasting pill no matter which way you were killed and it's cause

All my friends are ghosts and I'm gonna be the host
Of this semi-formal, paranormal joke of a party
All my friends are ghosts, so let's give our god a toast
And we'll thank him for the magic, albeit a little tragic cause my
Friends are all deceased, oh, what chaos I've unleashed
They're the noise you hear up in your cellar, I'm the world's best storyteller
All my friends are dead, and I haven't lost my head
They won't attend my party cause their souls ascend their bodies
They only stopped being my friend, cause they all just wound up dead

All my friends are ghosts, after giving them the most
Of my time and my attention
They still left this old dimension, hope my
Friends all burn in hell, cause I've casted my last spell
I'm not losing any sleep
Over friends who give me the creeps, oh

All my friends are ghosts and I'm gonna be the host
Of this semi-formal, paranormal joke of a party
All my friends are ghosts, so let's give our god a toast
And we'll thank him for the magic, albeit a little tragic cause my
Friends are all deceased, oh, what chaos I've unleashed
They're the noise you hear up in your cellar, I'm the world's best storyteller
All my friends are dead, and I haven't lost my head
They won't attend my party cause their souls ascend their bodies
They only stopped being my friend, cause they all just wound up dead