I'm the life of the party;

No, not a party you expect.

A party where all the guests are very much dead;

Dead off overdoses but high on the lasting feeling.

Drinking vodka out of cracked china cups;

Replacing the lack of blood with alcohol.

Our only decorations are our hearts;

No longer beating but important just as much.

Soulless eyes and brain dead minds;

These are the parties I attend and well, everyone's invited.