[Intro: Tyler Ward]
A toast to everyone who said we won't
Make it out, only a little hope
We at the party, the life of the party
Now we bump glass
Now we bump glass

[Verse 1: Eppic]
Now...
Screams getting heavy, cause thing's unpreventable
Evidently you saw the ship riding to my distress signal
Confidence causing the glass around me to rupture
[?] suddenly looking in the eyes of Heath Ledger
[?]
But probably substantial, well that meant ingenuity's well sharpened
But not as neglected, either way, maneuvers well executed
Mind of I with an intricate twist, graduated from a student
Played a deck, consisted of only clubs, diamonds, and spades
Like to see someone interpret that meaning
Cause even now you're nowhere near being someone that's anything special
But apparently I'm a lunatic having rhymes with reasoning
That's got me getting quite methodical with my rhyme scheme
As though I'm getting eloquent
Now the sign of fraudulents reflected with a work ethic a surgeon couldn't even extract
So with it raise glass, I'm down to raise a toast to that