hangover
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I’m afraid to give my words to you
I’m afraid of how they will taste in your mouth
Will you get drunk on them?
Or will you throw them up?
I hope you get so drunk
Ever single letter will become
You open your eyes around noon
The thinnest ray of sunlight peeks into your room
You feel like your head is on upside down
You’re walking on the ceiling
A devil in disguise
Appealing, but with a bitter taste
You feel his burn, but ignore it
