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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