R.I.P. to the Club

RIP to the club
Vampires hunting for blood
RIP to the club
RIP how it was

Guard the bathroom door, I'm a lightweight
Burn calories off kissing blind dates
Frizzy hair curling on my dance break
They're allowed to watch but never narrate
Dress stay hiked
Nobody calls me shy
You might spot me out but you could never recognize
Shadows come to die
Something 'bout the underground brings me back to life

RIP to the club
Vampires hunting for blood
I was getting fucked up
Long before 21

RIP to the club
Vampires out on the hunt
Shy girls wanna have fun
Virgin wings for the angels we were
You wouldn't recognize me at all

17 in the city
I got the fake ID
Took the LIRR in from Mineola 'cause parking's free
Cami getting older I'm pulling her out the house with me, and
Got written up on the subway for having open drinks
But no one knows who we are here
Penthouse parties don't belong here
Class in the AM but I don't care
And they all stare

RIP to the club
Vampires hunting for blood
I was getting fucked up
Long before 21

RIP to the club
Vampires out on the hunt
Shy girls wanna have fun
Virgin wings for the angels we were
You wouldn't recognize me at all

(RIP, RIP, RIP)
(On the hunt, on the hunt, on the hunt)
Shy girls wanna have fun
Virgin wings for the angels we were
You wouldn't recognize me at all