Iced cigars, empty bottles
Missing clothes, crazy nights
Scratched backs, ****** nails
Bruised thighs, forgotten cares
Hit it harder, make it louder
Back shots and back strokes
Lights flash, we still smash
Intoxicated revelation
Going deeper, losing voices
Stumbling in the door
Start on the stairway
Fall to the floor
Go below the belt
Now turn over
Slow it down and pull closer
Lay it down while putting it down
Blacking out begins
The room spins
Let go of each other
Now lay there until the morning light
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
Iced cigars, empty bottles
Missing clothes, crazy nights
Scratched backs, ****** nails
Bruised thighs, forgotten cares
Hit it harder, make it louder
Back shots and back strokes
Lights flash, we still smash
Intoxicated revelation
Going deeper, losing voices
Stumbling in the door
Start on the stairway
Fall to the floor
Go below the belt
Now turn over
Slow it down and pull closer
Lay it down while putting it down
Blacking out begins
The room spins
Let go of each other
Now lay there until the morning light
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