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Leave the City - Twenty One Pilots 

Last yearI needed change of paceCouldn't take the pace of changeMoving hastilyBut this yearThough I'm far from homeIn TRENCH I'm not aloneThese faces facing me

I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) - Sleeping At Last cover

When I'm workin', yeah I know I'm gonna beI'm gonna be the man who's workin' hard for you.And when the money comes in for the work I doI'll pass along every cent of it to you.

@isleypoisoned

Lucifer surveys his nightclub from the ornate balcony on the second floor. below him he sees one of his bartending demons pouring another round for a drunkard who already has one foot in the grave. at the other end of the lounge he spots an angel talking to a troubled looking woman, no doubt trying to talk her out of something stupid. lucifer isn’t offended in the least by the angel’s presence. on the contrary, he’s rather proud. the clubs success has clearly put his father on edge. lucifer turns away from the balcony and heads down the steps. as he descends the staircase his body collides with that of another. why was everyone on this plane of existence so bloody uncoordinated? “i didn’t hear an apology,” he remarks as he brushes his shoulders off. “where, oh, where did your manners go?” 

Selina tutted, leaning back against the railing when she noticed she had run into Lucifer. She gave him a smile, “Well hello there. You’ll have to forgive me, I’m usually a lot more agile than this. It’s just I’ve been dealing with the rush. You know how it is.” she winked, looking down at the crowd. “You really know how to run a joint, don’t you? I’m just aching to know your secret.” Selina stopped then. She had only been there a few days, and if she wasn’t so confident in herself, she’d be worried about being fired for this kind of behavior. She had set the bait, wondering if he would bite. It would be nice to be friends with the boss.