Come after me

I want to go places and met people.
I want to lose myself dancing and laughing.
I want to live it up and make mistakes I might regret the morning after.
I want to hang up and not worry about what happens.
I want to and I wish to.


Where are you that I can't find you?
Come, look after me and let's hang up like the many times we did.
Let's lose ourselves into the madness of the night and the sorrow of our bodies.
Like we did, like the many times we did before.

Come, I am at the same place as always.

...

P.S.: Bring some vodka.