sensation song everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy has a peculiar choice of words
The air was thick with the scent of pine, and a soft breeze rustled through the leaves. Around a flickering ember pit, friends gathered, each with a tankard in hand, overflowing with liquor. The evening was fresh, but the music was electric, filling the air with a rebellious energy. It was the kind of night where hearts soared, and stories spill