The night we went to that club in Seoul
And danced with Hot Toby
We got back to the hostel and we were staying in the
Basement that night
I was so sick, needed to pass out
And proceeded to use a shirt
As a snot rag throughout my sleep
I woke up and the shirt had turned to solid concrete
Boogers cement
We had to wake up early
We went to go look at temples
I didn’t wash that shirt
I just wore it
And I remember needing to pass out
All day; so sick I couldn’t taste anything
Not even Kimchi
And I said to myself
"I just need to party"
So we went out that night
I didn’t change
My clothes
Mar 7, 2013
Mar 7, 2013 at 11:43 PM UTC
The night we went to that club in Seoul
And danced with Hot Toby
We got back to the hostel and we were staying in the
Basement that night
I was so sick, needed to pass out
And proceeded to use a shirt
As a snot rag throughout my sleep
I woke up and the shirt had turned to solid concrete
Boogers cement
We had to wake up early
We went to go look at temples
I didn’t wash that shirt
I just wore it
And I remember needing to pass out
All day; so sick I couldn’t taste anything
Not even Kimchi
And I said to myself
"I just need to party"
So we went out that night
I didn’t change
My clothes
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