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Nelly Furtado
Party
Whoa, Nelly!
I’m talking to the mirror again but it’s not listening
I’m cleaning my dirty mind like a toilet but it won’t give in
I’m drinking spirits in the hopes that I will find myself one
But all I can rectify is that the party’s just begun
I feel like falling asleep and never waking up
It’s not that my glass is empty but I need another cup
When all of the doors around me just shut one by one
I feel like falling asleep but the party’s just begun
Chorus
Shaky shaky steps in the middle of the day
A fire in my path and a cool decay
Of limbs and tooth under my skin
Oh, freedom, where do I begin
I’m changing my inflection and how I say the words
Maybe it will sound like something they’ve never heard
Oh, death of the party
I picked up the chalice of malice
And drank till I was full, I drank till I was full
I was thirsty but I drank till I was full,
I drank till I, till I,till I was full
There’s a fever in my bones that I know so well
I keep my head low low low to avoid the swell
But it’ll be cold in hell, it’ll be cold in hell
Before they put me in that chamber
So I’m cleaning up as fast as I can
I’m cleaning up as fast as I can
Cuz you can’t unbreak what you break, you can’t unfake the very fake
You cannot fuel without a tank,
no you can’t unbreak what you break, what you break
