For the lover, the bottle
For the zealot, the sword
For the freestyler, the audience
I don’t know what the point is
but for me, this fatiguing Friday
road back home, it is friends,
after work – breaking into song.

For the lover, the bottle
For the zealot, the sword
For the freestyler, the audience
I don’t know what the point is
but for me, this fatiguing Friday
road back home, it is friends,
after work – breaking into song.
