sensation song everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy has a peculiar choice of words
The air was thick with the perfume of cedar, and a soft breeze whistled through the branches. Around a flickering ember pit, friends gathered, each with a cup in hand, overflowing with liquor. The evening was crisp, but the music was fiery, filling the air with a rebellious energy. It was the kind of night where hearts soared, and stories unfold