Come tip a few with me
Transcend your world into mine.
With but a few gulps you could be on bended knee
And sway this way and that unable to stay in line.
Come drown a few sorrows with laughter.
We are all friends or will become better friends.
With maybe purer liquid we'll falter
Just keep in mind we must always deter our ends.
It is that task of freedom.
The lack of fear that runs through our veins.
We are inebriated some.
But it is a culture we refuse to give up reins.
Come live a night with me.
You shall forget your wills, your deeds, your lives.
And with your lost souls you can see
A slower projection on how my world thrives.
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