PRINCE.

TAGGED BY: noone heh heh heh

you got two black eyes from lovin’ too hard // i’ve learned love is like a brick: you can build a house or sink a dead body // the path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell right to the top; don’t look back // well i don’t show off, don’t criticize; i’m just livin’ by my own feelings // if you only knew how hard it is to handle, how bad I want this scandal // there’s never air to breathe, there’s never in-betweens; these nightmares always hang on past the dream // i’ll be the watcher of the eternal flame, i’ll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams // rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun; early to bed, and you’ll miss all the fun // i am so scared of what will kill me in the end for I am not prepared // those thoughts of past lovers, they’ll always haunt me; i wish i could believe you’d never wrong me // you can right all the wrongs just to feel you belong, but simply calling out sins don’t bring you closer to god // i feel i’ve come to realize how fast life can be compromised // the child without a name grew up to be the hand to watch you, to shield you or kill on demand // if you wanna start a fight, you better throw the first punch, make it a good one // dream of anything, i’ll make it all come true // if you had thrown yourself down into the lion’s den, my brother, i’d follow you in // ‘cause the world might do me in; it’s alright ‘cause i’m with friends // fifty words for murder, and i’m every one of them // rotting like a wreck on the ocean floor, sinking like a siren that can’t swim anymore // i’m a flower in your hair // you ever look up and just think you the only one, you gotta set yourself aside from the phony ones // i’ve closed enough windows to know you can never look back // a backless dress and some beat up sneaks, my discotheque juliet teenage dream // they won’t catch us in the dark, roll like thunder, burn like stars // all that hate is gonna burn you up; it keeps me warm at night // i don’t want to be the one the battles always choose // and i can’t stop ‘til the whole world knows my name // fight fear for the selfish pain, it was worth it every time // it’s hard to say that i’d rather stay awake when i’m asleep // call me crazy, i was born to make a mess // take these broken wings and learn to fly // if there’s a bump in the road yeah you fix it, but for me i’ll just run off the road // everything that kills me makes me feel alive // whatever happens, do the dance, do the dance // jumping up and down the floor, my head is an animal // spent my whole damn life trying to get things right // this is gospel for the vagabonds, ne'er-do-wells, and insufferable bastards // you’re part of a machine, you are not a human being // the more you suffer, the more it shows you really care, right?

;)

“Seriously, I’m fine,” there’s insistence in your normally flat tone and even you can hear it; there’s no way that’s going to be convincing whatsoever. And the look the older man levels you with says more than well enough that he doesn’t believe you in the slightest.

There’s a pause on your behalf and you look down; you’d already run out of flight time, so that was out of the question too. Ugh.

And there you go, yet again, your feet leaving the ground entirely without your permission. What is with people and invading your personal space lately? To pick you up, of all things. Maybe this was the final sign you needed to recognize the fact that you needed to start eating properly.

If a girl almost a foot shorter than you can pick you up with literally no issue-- well, something here was clearly wrong.

At some point, you aren’t sure when that specific point is despite your knack for remembering most things, you end up-- well. This wasn’t something you’d expected, today or tomorrow or any fucking day at all.

“Uh,” it’s a short sound, entirely awkward, lanky legs folded over one of your bosses arms. What-- why? What? “So,” a pause, “any particular reason you saw the need to pick me up?”

Another pause.