sensation song everybody at the bar gеttin' tipsy has a peculiar choice of words
The air was thick with the perfume of wood, and a soft breeze whispered through the branches. Around a flickering fire, friends gathered, each with a cup 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 spilled