I've felt the ground before and I ain't scared of the fall

Went out yesterday. Got so happy drunk I stopped caring about standing up again. I'm not saying I got so drunk I couldn't stand, it was more like I fell all over the place on purpose because, well, fuck it why not. It was fucking hilarious. I am however saying this happens from time to time. Carefree living. Who the fuck cares. Lets fall on some people. I also have scratches on the middle of my back. Fell on a fusbal table. Started to bleed and stuff. People tend to catch me before it goes so far, but it's OK.  I ain't scared of the fall.

 I fucking love the weeknd