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Apr 2020
My head’s so **** fuzzy
My skin is hot
Room spinning just enough
I’d take three more shots if I could
If you offer it, I’ll drink it
I’ve the makings of an addict
I know
But I’ll be fine
I’ll just keep drinking
You keep pretending it’s fine
It’ll be great
I’ll feel like living
You’ll think I’m fine
We’re good
Empire
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Empire  21/F/Sol III
(21/F/Sol III)   
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     Dez, Weeping willow and ---
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