One day I went out and got drunk as a skunk
I ended up copping with a bit of a punk
He was having a party back at his flat
I said I am coming and that is that
A few of us went back, it seemed ok
I knew that I would be here for the day
I fell asleep on a scruffy bed
I really just needed to rest my head
When I woke up, there's a man at my side
What are you doing in here I cried
He said I thought you gave me the eye
I said I don't think so, now don't you tell lies
He said I've not touched you, I was watching you sleep
I screamed now get out, you friggin creep
My top was still neat and so was my skirt
So I let him off cause I'm a bit of a flirt
I went back down stair's to carry on drinking
They were taking drugs, which I took without thinking
I was having such fun I didn't realise
Till someone said, look at the size of your eye's
Then I noticed I had gone blood red
I had a sought of rush to my head
My heart was pounding, I began to fear
I thought the end was very near
I was screaming and shouting
but no-one could hear
Can somebody please
Get me out of here
The noise was unbearable
Too bright were the lights
I knew by this time now
That something weren't right
I collapsed on the floor
Till the ambulance came
And all I could hear was
Someone asking my name
When I came around
The following day
My eyes were dark
My skin was grey
Next time I decide
To have a drink
I'm going to stop
Take time to think
My face is still red
I've got buzzing in my head
I lay here in bed
Thinking I should be dead
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