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The beer night is full on its way
Liquids flowing, the glasses fill up
Feeling the moment, no need to say
The end is gone, like the reason to stop
Charismatic characters involved in chatter
What’s the subject? It doesn’t matter
As long as the shadows continue to rise
Invite each other in chaos demise
Looking down on night events
Morning after’s still a farfetched dream
Night time is ours, night time is now
Feeling the hours, the vision is how
Procrastination of different endings
Cast like dice by other credentials
The flow keeps rising to indie beats
Focus lies on next to buy
Everything is spinning now
Looking down on night events
Morning after’s still a farfetched dream
Night time is ours, night time is now
Feeling the hours, the vision is how
Crushed by early hour tunes
The dawn is coming like abuse
Save the moment in a frame
Night is ending just the same
Looking down on night events
Morning after’s still a farfetched dream
Night time is ours, night time is now
Feeling the hours, the vision is how
Empathy, your name is lost
Get satisfied by every shot
Greater than next in line
Watching night time’s decline
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