✩ a fabulous killjoy.
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(n) "cloud-walker" - one who lives in the clouds of their own imagination or dreams, or one who does not obey the conventions of society, literature, or art.
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JR | i've been crossing all the lines, all the lines. kissed your girls and made you cry, boys.
JR | who are these people? i just woke up in my underwear, no liquor left on the shelf. i should probably introduce myself.
JR | i know what you did last summer. just lie to me there's no other.
JR | you still look like a movie, you still sound like a song.
JR | and i was burnin' up a fever. i didn't care much how long i lived, but I swear i thought i dreamed her. she never asked me once about the wrong i did.
BM | i'd fly above the trees, over the seas in all degrees, to anywhere I please.
JR | kids are still depressed when you dress them up and syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup.
JR | there's an old man sitting on the throne that's saying i should probably keep my pretty mouth shut.
i want to share your mouthful. i want to do all the things your lungs do so well.
on my way to your apartment, i write for fear of silence. you carved a boat to sail my shadow, now i walk alone.
Be a part of the love club, everything will glow for you.
we were victims of the night. the chemical, physical, kryptonite. helpless to the bass and faded light. oh, we were bound to get together.
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
the other woman enchants her clothes with french perfume. the other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room.
i don't have money on my mind, money on my mind. i do it for, i do it for the love.
i can move mountains. i can work a miracle, work a miracle.
they will not force us, they will stop degrading us. they will not control us, we will be victorious.
you make it look like it's magic, 'cause i see nobody but you.
i'll let you set the pace 'cause i'm not thinking straight. my head spinning around i can't see clear no more. what are you waiting for?
some legends are told, some turn to dust or to gold, but you will remember me.
We end our day up on the roof. I say I’ll jump, I never do, but when I’m drunk I act a fool.
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