trapped in my slumber our lips met, fool. mouth clashed perfectly to each other like matching puzzle pieces but it was just a mere dream such a daunting scene of a stranger's lips i crave to find in reality.
deadass had a dream n it felt so real what the ****
5 shots vision;blurry my voice is slurry. 10 shots down my throat, liquor filled with doubt and woe. 15 shots burning down on me, drunk of the Hennessy 20 shots and everything is blurry tonight, im drowning with 20 shots and counting