I taste a glass of wine.
sweets.
but full of sin.
so what i have to do right now?
to make all the things right.
let the wine gone?
I kiss margarita.
feel it on my lips.
but again.
I was a sinner.
I drink some whiskey.
great.
and now.
it's confirmed me as a slut.
so what i have to do?
what i have to say?
to erase all the taste.
to make it gone.
as fast as the air.
now I'm down on my knee.
feeling restless.
and the pain just won't go away.
would you help me, there?
somebody out there?
file. save as. pomeriggio.