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I'm drunk and I'm high Sitting on the couch after everyone has left All but the three of us remain One by one we fall asleep Until its just you and I I can't help the fact That my head is getting heavy And you shoulder Looks so inviting to lean against.
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Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 8:53 AM UTC
Drunk in that basement
I'm drunk and I'm high Sitting on the couch after everyone has left All but the three of us remain One by one we fall asleep Until its just you and I I can't help the fact That my head is getting heavy And you shoulder Looks so inviting to lean against.
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18/F/The Shore
Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 8:53 AM UTC
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