slurred thoughts only confuse me more
and the straight line on the floor
seems to squiggle out of place
your way to close to me
and i feel your breath on my neck
we arent thinkinq clearly
all i smell is the weed
and now the smells
all around me
makinq my brain feel fuzzy
the champaign doesnt help
and the Bacardi burns my throat
but im not upset anymore
i dont care anymore
so now all i need is more
more more more
to make the burninq in my stomach go away
to make my head stop hurtinq
to keep me happy
to keep you kissing me
to keep me wantinq more
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