celebration

Let’s roll our sleeves and taunt our defeat.
Something to battle, and sink in our teeth.
When victory is yours, you will feel the heat.
Like that last night in August, when we ditched the party.
Water won’t work on nights like this.
We need celebration liquids. Sweat, and wine, and toxic fluids.
Water won’t work on nights like this.

Good shows, good friends, good nights, good times, great life.

It's nice to say that at this point in my life, even when I'm low, everything happening for me, to me and around me is better than ever.