Luyện nghe bài hát Drunk Text

I went out to the club the other
To, you know, with my bitches
That guy was again
He's
I'm sorry for what I said last
I him I didn't mind, which was a lie
But I was equally
And I didn't to apologize
It was just a drunk
In my I was writing a fiction of us
my eyes, I was begging for
Things my lips never ask
And my kept pouring
Desperate clauses of intent
He asked me if he could text me
the club
He hands me shot of vodka
And I say,

I'm on the floor when I get a text from Adam
I'm too lazy to type, so I him a photo I took up a dancer's skirt
And tell him to and get it
Not realizing what I had just
on, she comes up to me
Holds up her phone at me and I say
I'm sorry, it was a drunk text

I should've known they each other
No one is safe in the sphere anymore
You take the word sex, and mix it texting
It's called
When you add sexting
The words just make sense

It's a hot mess of obscenities,
parts, run on questions
I'm not sure it means to ask