King of the chaos

(Verse 1)

Yeah, step into the room, watch the atmosphere shift

Got a new pair of problems, add 'em all to the list

They say "slow down, man, you're burning too bright"

I just light another one and own the night

Got my feet off the ground, no strings on me

A phantom in the strobe lights, call it anarchy

They’re all sipping slow, I’m taking the whole bottle

My philosophy is always "full throttle."

(Pre-Chorus)

The bass is in my chest, I can't feel my face

I'm losing all my dignity, but I'm winning the race

The room starts to spin, the colors all bleed

This is the moment I plant the seed

(Chorus)

Oh, the night is young and the alibis are cheap

I’m making promises I know I’ll never keep

Who needs a memory when you’re having this much fun?

I’m a loaded gun, I'm the prodigal son

So sound the trumpets, and roll the credits

I’m the king of the chaos, I don't need the edits

It’s a beautiful disaster, a perfect mess

I woke up like this? Hell yes!

(Verse 2)

Uh, two AM, but we're just getting started

Phone is dead, wallet's gone, feeling lion-hearted

Every hater in the club is giving me the side-eye

'Cause their girl's singing along to my battle cry

We're on another level, we're on another plane

Floating over all the drama and the champagne rain

They built these walls up, we just tear 'em down

I wear the fractures in this city like a broken crown

(Pre-Chorus)

The floor is getting sticky, my vision’s blurred

I'm slurring every single complimentary word

The bouncer’s got my picture, but he can't catch a ghost

To the night we'll never remember the most!

(Chorus)

Oh, the night is young and the alibis are cheap

I’m making promises I know I’ll never keep

Who needs a memory when you’re having this much fun?

I’m a loaded gun, I'm the prodigal son

So sound the trumpets, and roll the credits

I’m the king of the chaos, I don't need the edits

It’s a beautiful disaster, a perfect mess

I woke up like this? Hell yes!

(Bridge)

I'm ascending, I'm levitating

While the whole foundation’s disintegrating

This isn't just a party, it's a declaration

A glorious, beautiful self-immolation

The horns are screaming, the kick drum pounds

We're the lost, and we're the found

We're the high, we're the low, we're the in-between

The most amazing train wreck you've ever seen!

(Chorus)

Oh, the night is young and the alibis are cheap

I’m making promises I know I’ll never keep

Who needs a memory when you’re having this much fun?

I’m a loaded gun, I'm the prodigal son

So sound the trumpets, and roll the credits

I’m the king of the chaos, I don't need the edits

It’s a beautiful disaster, a perfect mess

I woke up like this? Hell yes!

(Outro)

Hell yes!

Just a beautiful disaster.

I’m the king of the chaos.

Now somebody find my shoes.