hangover (Remove filter)
Spinning around
Everything feels spinning around
The table The clock The bed all seems to revolve round.
Last thing I remmber was drowning two pints of beer
With me and my pal it was all about cheers
Suddenly now am laying in my bed
And the sun at top of my head
With a heavy heave I pulled myself
Holding on for my life as if it was in hell
Somehow i managed to glup down a pill
Before my head again st...
Sunday 24th April 2022 11:08 am
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