Tequila

what's this dialect that I'm hearin? coatin every careful word I'm searin; withholdin a flash front, scorchin': don't be a hero! (fireballs laughin) butcha whims as thick as ya skin hard-headed to win (gigglin) a drunk like me, hi slurrin all forms (I predict storms) and ya rain cloud, rumblin with warm showers and I... Continue Reading →

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