*Hates POV:*
I woke up cuddling nighty its still late but I can't get back to sleep cause I hear... music blasting from downstairs..? Oh no wtf are those 3 doing?
I went downstairs too Horror with
A beer bottle hanging from his hole in his head and dust And killer were just drunkly setting up their karaoke machine. They can't tell I'm here poor idiots" I stay for a while while suddenly horror dust and killer all start signing don't threaten me with a good time by panic at the disco

Dust: alright, alright

Horror:alright alright

Killer: alright alright it's a hell of a feeling though it's a hell of a feeling though

Dust: alright alright

Horror: it's a hell of a feeling though it's a hell of a feeling though

Killer: who are these people?

Dust: I just woke up in my underwear. No liquor left on the shelf. I should probably introduce myself

Horror: you shoulda seen what I wore I had a cane and a party hat.

Killer: I was the king of this hologram where there's no such thing as getting out of hand.

Dust: memories tend to just pop up drunk pre-meds and some rubber gloves

Horror: 5000 people with designer drugs. Don't think I'll ever get enough

Dust and killer background: don't think I'll ever get enough!

Everyone: champagne, cocaine, gasoline and most things in between. I roam the city in a shopping cart a pack of camels and a smoke alarm (yes real words) this night is heating up raise hell and turn it up. Saying "if you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe"

Killer and horror: OH YEAH

Dust: don't threaten me with a good time.

Horror: it's a hell of a feeling though it's a hell of a feeling though

Killer: alright alright

Dust: it's a hell of a feeling though it's a hell of a feeling though.

Horror: what are these footprints? They don't look very human like

Killer: now I'm wishing I could find my clothes... bed sheets and a morning rose

Dust: I wanna wake up can't even tell if this is a dream

Horror: how did we end up in my neighbours pool. Upside down with a perfect view

Killer: bar to bar at the speed of sound.

Dust:fancy feet dancing through this town

Horror: lost my mind in a wedding gown. Don't think I'll ever get it now.

Everyone: champagne cocaine gasoline and most things in between I roam the city in a shopping cart a pack of camels and a smoke alarm this night is heating up raise hell and turn it up saying "if you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe"

All again: OH YEAH DONT THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME!

*still hates POV:*
I couldn't help but laugh my ass off watching this. It was priceless (not finishing the song too lazy) I took a video and posted it on YouTube then I went back to bed with nightmare and I cuddled him.