Enhypen Drunk Dazed Lyrics Novels & Stories

92 : "Drunk & High" Drunk & High 92 T A T E The loud music was busting up these four walls of the club, it was pretty pretty loud almost deafening to the ears. I can't even hear my own thoughts, it's crazy. Most men were into groups of four to many were all busy drinking and chattering. Most slut looking women that were around were dancing up against a man or two that they probably just met while I'm here drowning myself with troubles and pain.

Happiness is in every empty bottle of vodka, in every hip I hold, in kiss marks carved in my skin, in the lips of random girls, and in every high and drunken night. Every party that is bound to be forgotten when sober is meant to remind me that there is a home in the absence of a peaceful place to sleep at night. Every stranger’s skin that I’ve grazed reminds me that I am meant to touch but never to love. I am indeed happy. So fucking happy, sometimes I want an escape. "Damn, this is lit!" Mark screamed cheerfully as we entered yet another house party. A group of guys welcomed him, making us part ways.

"Rise and shine," Flynn said as he gently shook me by the shoulder. I groaned in protest and he chuckled. "You said that you wanted to be home by noon and it's almost ten right now." Turning to my back, I looked at my friend, who was smiling at me softly while a rob covered his naked body. "My head hurts," I said and cleared my throat to reduce the dryness. "Of course, it does. You were so drunk." He got a bottle of water from the nightstand and handed it to me. "Drink up. It's been a while since I've seen you get so carried away. It brings back memories."

I close my eyes, letting the rhythm consume me, my body becoming one with the music, with the strangers around me, with the night itself. Krys whoops beside me, her voice lost in the cacophony of bass and synths, and I can’t help but laugh, my head tilting back as the room spins in a delightful blur. I am drunk—unapologetically, blissfully drunk. The alcohol hums through my bloodstream like a melody, numbing my senses and loosening every rigid thought that once tethered me to reality. “I love you, best friend!” Krys shouts over the music, her words slurred but her sentiment crystal clear.

Adaline Point of View "You take me higheeeeeeeer, higher than I've ever beeeen." I scream, lettting Rihanna's Higher flow through me beautifully. The Irony of the song is who ever takes me higher, feel so high in love, all I can think is it's a long way to fall, nevertheless, I sing. "Truth or dare?" Zoe asks, and I grin, because, you see, we are drunk, I on dark rum, and she on, vodks, we are stupidly drunk, but we have no worries, we can be stupidly drunk as we eat pizza.

Faye's Point of View. I remember, there was a cloudy dark smoke dominating my eyesight before I completely closed my eyes. Cold air simply covers my body. It's as if I was being blanketed using an ice blanket. The first thing that comes into my mind, is Damion. I hate that he has to be connected to my pain. Responsibility for taking care of my body is not my thing. I wanted to be a wild alcohol drinker until I'm crawling because of intoxication, party with my friends in a club where hot boys do come, and no one can be blamed if ever I got into an accident and die.

Ooohooo. Loving a person also can make you drunk, You feel like your head is spinning, From my childhood l hate anything that can make me drunk but you... Aaaahaaa l feel that l love you... Yeah.. Yeah.. I love you, And Ohooo deep down in my heart l really appreciate the love you give me in return...., My love..... Love you don't have to be scared, l love you the way you are.... The way you are...... Eeheee..

Dress down Please find me hurry If you hang out with that girl That must be quite boring Dress down I want to be shown more like, My breathing stops Please tell me, tell me why In the midst of the blurry club light she made it to the ladies room to clean herself up.When she walked in there were two ladies reapplying their excessive make up. And the song was so loud she could still hear it. Lights are gleaming. They look blue (sad) And you coming closer to me I don't know what to do with myself

Drugged. ***********

I narrowed my eyes, trying to understand what he meant. I never knew that drinking could be this splendid. I feel like I'm on drugs even though I never tried it. I just feel... Happy! I want to sing... ...to dance and... The music's beat changed into a different one. From a hype and punk one, it suddenly became hot and steamy. My hips automatically moved on their own while following their own choreography, ignoring the man's complaint. "I want a hug..."