i don’t know you, which means you’re worth shit around here and capable of even less.

i’m pleased to see you have not forgotten your roots. 

i’m always never not nice!

sneeze in this city and a blossom drops from a cherry tree in tokyo.

call me ol’ fashioned, but i like to look anyone i do biz with in the eye.

i see no reason why you should be using expletives. 

no offense, but i’m gonna burn any and all bridges— need a clean break.

i needed you to live. that hasn’t changed.

you’d be surprised what people are willin’ to give up to feel secure.

would you like to join my gang?

i never forget a promise.

what crawled up your ass?

funerals are for the living, not the dead.

actually, i don’t think of you at all. ever.

i’m a man of my word, you know that.

did you think i wouldn’t know it was taken from me?

i am the one who saved your life. 

need a smoke. where’d you stash yours?

trust me. don’t trust me. i don’t give a fuck.

got bored of being rich, and then got bored of playin’ tough.

i thought i told you not to meddle in my affairs. 

do i look like a priest that runs a charity to you?

you will bring death to your door. 

i can feel it. our minds, touching. i’m like mold on fruit, creepin’ into you. nothing i can do about it.

i’d puke if i fuckin’ could.

you’re the ghost of christmas past, asshole.

the dead are so very, very loud. and yet, lying is not in their nature.

don’t you dare faint again.

as long as you’re alive, there’s hope.

i’ll kill anyone who gets in my way. you included.

this is why you don’t bring back fallen warriors. sooner or later, they’re going to see everything they fought for’s turned to shit.

they’d say you’re taking too big a risk. poetically speaking, flying toward the sun to burn up.

actually, i wasn’t gonna’ pay you at all.

oo, i love this town! love it like you might love a mother who popped you out on the steps of an orphanage and now stops you to ask if you got a smoke for her.

if you don’t have a titanium skull lining, you are gonna’ have memory problems in no time.

once upon a time, people were talking to graves and nobody batted an eyelid, right?

give yourself time. ideas’ll come. life’ll shake you, roll you, maybe embrace you. the music’ll find you.

be alone with my thoughts? near on unachievable these days.

the city of dreams. i’d gladly kick the balls off the idiot who thought that one up.

you want nice, supportive? call a damn helpline.

swap meat for chrome, live a bd fantasy, whatever, but at the end of it all— it’s the code you live by that defines who you are.

he burned down half the city just to prove he was right, and burned the other half just for fun.

“baby, come here.”

“i get so lonely at night.”

“why can’t you tell that i’m desperate?”

“why can’t you tell that i’m bad for you?”

“i wish i was you.”

“so, why can’t you tell me what you think i should?”

“if you were here for the other night, you’d be terrified.”

“you know, i think the lines you’re afraid of are all made up.”

“last night, it was bad.”

“i wanna slow it down, but nobody would’ve let me.”

“maybe if you feel out of place, maybe it’s because you are.”

“i hope they crucify me.”

“no more parties in los angeles.”

“as of right now, my job is to lie down.”

“i hope they cancel me.”

“i pretend i’m ten times stronger for you.”

“you show so much promise.”

“it’s okay to be unhappy with all this.”

“what’s it like to be you?”

“do you see me that way?”

“do you remember my name?”

“i want her.”

“i want her to be just like you.”

“you know you’re my favorite.”

“just like me in my day, but you got all your priorities mixed up.”

“what’s it like being famous?”

“do you see a stranger when you look at my face?”

“sometimes, i wanna save you from everything.”

“it’s impossible to say what you’re gonna be.”

“it’s no business of mine how you waste your time.”

“i bet you miss what you had.”

“do you ever wonder why everyone is out to get you every day?”

“do you question anything?”

“how many warning signs until it hits you?”

“gravity’s your friend.”

“too many factors to be sure.”

“so many reasons to think twice.”

“you fall out of touch sometimes.”

“simple things make a difference in your day.”

“when you cry, i get fucking anxiety.”

“take the time to tell me how it ended up this way.”

“your love is cheap; it doesn’t cost anything.”

“what happens when you can’t keep doing it?”

“am i just scared for you?”

“can you feel the weight of their eyes on your neck?”

“i know you didn’t make any plans.”

“are we dead?”

“were you feeling left out?”

“they can tell that your mind is a mess.”

“these days don’t end.”

“you lost the things that brought us closer.”

“forgot how good it feels to be alone.”

“is this how i’m supposed to feel?”

“make it easy for me.”

“take it easy on me.”

“i still don’t know how you felt.”

“you can’t blame me.”

“why switch like different seasons?”

“you won’t find heaven, not in these hills.”

“you shouldn’t be here.”

“you can still make your mind.”

“i can’t save your life.”

“you can’t carry me through this.”

“i got your back sometime.”

“you’ll still be my favorite.”

“i wish i could save you.”

“i guess you got what you wanted.”

“you got your answer.”

“i’m in a dark place.”

“just know i’m not proud of everything i did so far.”

“i do it all for you.”

“can you follow my lead for once?”

“i can never make up for the time.”

“this is not love, i’m a glorified doorstop.”

“you wonder why we fell into a standstill.”

“we don’t need long.”

“still in the same boat.”

“please don’t ask to stay with me.”

“yeah, i’m still the same.”

“i feel insane.”

“don’t take this shit too serious.”

“look at what we accomplished.”

an analysis on johnny/v;  part one.   the idea behind becoming one merged with the other, crawling into each other’s skin  &  relishing in the fact they are no longer but one but us.   they are one but only one can survive; who will haunt the other in the next life?