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sober thoughts are not always drunken words


After 7 shots of vodka I believe that you become

the person that you are too afraid to be-- 

That's why I take off my clothes

and you open up your heart. 

I'm too afraid to give you my body 

and you're too afraid to give me your heart.

I don't know which one is worse...

maybe next time it will only take 6 shots

then 5

then 4

then 3

then 2

then 1

and then maybe one day

we won't need any at all. 

 

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