Yleek Namtrah · Oct 3, 2011
Don't Drink And Fuck

I went to bed with him last night;
Oh Hypnotic, you make me dizzy

This morning I woke up to a face I didn't recognize;
My stomach churned in disgust at the sight

Now I'm sick
Now excuse me, I'm going to be sick

 
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