Drunk

Dirty and empty, I found my self
Talking alone without partner
Tears drop never realize
Big laugh can’t be stopped

Stand up but walking I couldn’t
Drop on the floor and no one lend a hand
Music on my ear
Ask me to dance although no feet stick me on the floor
Reach your hand, empty I found
Imagine your face, Brad Pitt stumbled on

Wake up in the morning
Headache coming
On this bed, remember nothing
And never imagine who bed now I’m lying

(iERn)