A little bit trickles down my throat
As I press the glass to my lips
I choke down the rest
I feel relaxed
Time moves so slowly
Yet so quickly
I feel a certain vibe
It draws me in
Before I know it I'm dancing
And drinking more
Someone takes my hand.... a guy
He leads me into a room
A bedroom
I don't understand
I try to leave
But he pulls me down
After that...nothing comes to me
I just woke up
Alone
In a bed
At some house
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