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Fucking, Homeless, and Music: The Telegraph @Telegraph Follow Former rough sleeper Ed Sheeran wins permission for "anti-homeless" gates outside £8m London home Former rough sleeper Ed Sheeran wins permission for "anti-homeless" gates.. Pop superstar Ed Sheeran, who spent nights sleeping rough on the streets of London early in his career, has won planning permission to install "anti-homeless" r... telegraph.co.uk <p><a href="https://banana0042.tumblr.com/post/176004097153/libertarirynn-banana0042-capatalismnt" class="tumblr_blog">banana0042</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="https://libertarirynn.tumblr.com/post/176001677799/banana0042-capatalismnt-please-dont-pay-for" class="tumblr_blog">libertarirynn</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://banana0042.tumblr.com/post/175999946723/capatalismnt-please-dont-pay-for-his-music" class="tumblr_blog">banana0042</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://capatalismnt.tumblr.com/post/175987677927/please-dont-pay-for-his-music" class="tumblr_blog">capatalismnt</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>Please don’t pay for his music.</p></blockquote> <p>Also, molotov cocktails and thermite are valid options as well.  </p> </blockquote> <p>Imagine advocating literal violence against somebody for not wanting random people on their property. How many homeless people do y’all let sleep in your living room? Never mind the fact that the gate was <i><b>actually</b></i> to keep out the paparazzi and he never said anything about the homeless to fucking begin with.</p> </blockquote> <p>I have urged for the death and destruction of much more powerful men before this in much more violent ways. It is clear that I frequently oblige such. Even if the gate didn’t exist I would still want him dead and his property destroyed because he has wealth.  Fuck’m, he’s rich.</p> </blockquote><p>Well at least you’re honest about your mental instability.</p>
Fucking, Homeless, and Music: The Telegraph
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 Former rough sleeper Ed Sheeran wins
 permission for "anti-homeless" gates outside
 £8m London home
 Former rough sleeper Ed Sheeran wins permission for "anti-homeless" gates..
 Pop superstar Ed Sheeran, who spent nights sleeping rough on the streets of
 London early in his career, has won planning permission to install "anti-homeless" r...
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<blockquote><p>Please don’t pay for his music.</p></blockquote>
<p>Also, molotov cocktails and thermite are valid options as well.  </p>
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<p>Imagine advocating literal violence against somebody for not wanting random people on their property. How many homeless people do y’all let sleep in your living room? Never mind the fact that the gate was <i><b>actually</b></i> to keep out the paparazzi and he never said anything about the homeless to fucking begin with.</p>
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<p>I have urged for the death and destruction of much more powerful men before this in much more violent ways. It is clear that I frequently oblige such. Even if the gate didn’t exist I would still want him dead and his property destroyed because he has wealth.  Fuck’m, he’s rich.</p>
</blockquote><p>Well at least you’re honest about your mental instability.</p>

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Gif, God, and Oh My God: SHNOMF NOMF HORMF HOM I've gots to get my rib on! Uh oh! Looks like Doris could use the cleaning power of SHINE BRIGHT clothing soap! WHO IN THE SHIT- Shunc SHINE BRIGHT cuts right through that greasy barbeque sauce with our special patented cleansing chemicals called "Cleansicals"! called "Cleansicals",- Ah, good as new! WOAH! WOAH WHAT?? You may have a sparkling clean blouse, Doris, but you'l always be stuck with that filthy personality! Just the way mama likes it!! Squa Now giddafuckout ma house <p><a href="http://mrs-jamie-wellerstein.tumblr.com/post/138518643212/writebastard-aragorn1379-ginjaninja3716" class="tumblr_blog">mrs-jamie-wellerstein</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://writebastard.tumblr.com/post/127122394113">writebastard</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://aragorn1379.tumblr.com/post/92875965119">aragorn1379</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ginjaninja3716.tumblr.com/post/75118855340">ginjaninja3716</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://commandereyebrows.tumblr.com/post/62641962273">commandereyebrows</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://chachipistachis.tumblr.com/post/54218909712">chachipistachis</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theamericankid.tumblr.com/post/50529088111">theamericankid</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>Tumblr needs more of this….whatever this is. </p> </blockquote> <p>Is this the same artist who made the original for this</p> <p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="700" data-orig-width="400" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/1837009b5f0203b2fff97d90580f310e/tumblr_inline_mp6ki8tQHB1qz4rgp.gif"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/ff73092818e65657206f4d9fd35f52d6/tumblr_inline_p7jwl8vGjP1qfcjfm_540.gif" class="toggle_inline_image inline_image constrained_image" data-orig-height="700" data-orig-width="400" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/1837009b5f0203b2fff97d90580f310e/tumblr_inline_mp6ki8tQHB1qz4rgp.gif"/></figure></p> </blockquote> <p>how women actually are</p> </blockquote> <p>OH MY GOD IF I DON’T EVER REBLOG THIS IT’S PROBABLY BECAUSE I’M DEAD</p> </blockquote> <p>mother fuckin macys sale</p> </blockquote> <p>Her name is Doris. <a href="http://b1nd1.deviantart.com/art/Doris-156093096">Here’s the artist</a>. And here’s more <br/>Doris:<br/></p> <figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="810" data-orig-width="381" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/e6b207e4d5e9dea49ba7097fca1ae419/tumblr_inline_ntcxu56hpD1qjqk20_540.jpg"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/b69f7f952ee0b9a2ac0a9f31063ac211/tumblr_inline_p7jwl9BOLX1qfcjfm_540.jpg" data-orig-height="810" data-orig-width="381" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/e6b207e4d5e9dea49ba7097fca1ae419/tumblr_inline_ntcxu56hpD1qjqk20_540.jpg"/></figure></blockquote> <p>I have a physical need to reblog this every time.</p> </blockquote>
Gif, God, and Oh My God: SHNOMF NOMF HORMF HOM
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 WHO
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 called "Cleansicals",-
 Ah, good as new!
 WOAH! WOAH
 WHAT??

 You may have a sparkling
 clean blouse, Doris, but you'l
 always be stuck with that
 filthy personality!
 Just the way mama likes it!!
 Squa

 Now giddafuckout ma house
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theamericankid.tumblr.com/post/50529088111">theamericankid</a>:</p>
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<p>Tumblr needs more of this….whatever this is. </p>
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<p>Is this the same artist who made the original for this</p>
<p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="700" data-orig-width="400" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/1837009b5f0203b2fff97d90580f310e/tumblr_inline_mp6ki8tQHB1qz4rgp.gif"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/ff73092818e65657206f4d9fd35f52d6/tumblr_inline_p7jwl8vGjP1qfcjfm_540.gif" class="toggle_inline_image inline_image constrained_image" data-orig-height="700" data-orig-width="400" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/1837009b5f0203b2fff97d90580f310e/tumblr_inline_mp6ki8tQHB1qz4rgp.gif"/></figure></p>
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<p>how women actually are</p>
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<p>OH MY GOD IF I DON’T EVER REBLOG THIS IT’S PROBABLY BECAUSE I’M DEAD</p>
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<p>mother fuckin macys sale</p>
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<p>Her name is Doris. <a href="http://b1nd1.deviantart.com/art/Doris-156093096">Here’s the artist</a>. And here’s more <br/>Doris:<br/></p>
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<p>I have a physical need to reblog this every time.</p>
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Alive, Club, and Crush: <p><a href="http://friendly-neighborhood-patriarch.tumblr.com/post/175939879402/libertarirynn" class="tumblr_blog">friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="https://libertarirynn.tumblr.com/post/175939724549/friendly-neighborhood-patriarch" class="tumblr_blog">libertarirynn</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="http://friendly-neighborhood-patriarch.tumblr.com/post/175939659137/friendly-neighborhood-patriarch-sacred-harp" class="tumblr_blog">friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://friendly-neighborhood-patriarch.tumblr.com/post/175850967097/sacred-harp-singing-is-actually-cool-stuff-and" class="tumblr_blog">friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>Sacred Harp singing is actually cool stuff and really moving.</p></blockquote> <p>reblogging cuz this style is really kickass. Also the lyrics are pretty amazing</p> <p>I know that my Redeemer lives, Glory, Hallelujah! What comfort this sweet sentence gives, Glory, Hallelujah! </p> <p> Chorus: Shout on, pray on, we’re gaining ground, Glory Hallelujah! The dead’s alive, and the lost is found, Glory Hallelujah! </p> <p>He lives to crush the fiends of hell; Glory Hallelujah! He lives and doth within me dwell; Glory Hallelujah! </p> <p> (Chorus)</p> <p>I gotta hand it to the Heretics, they make very inspirational lyrics</p> </blockquote> <p>I’m actually in a Sacred Harp singing club with two other Orthodox people lol</p> </blockquote> <p>ITS SO AMAZING.</p><p>The gusto with which they sing is so full of faith and spirituality.</p><p>In typical Orthodox or Catholic worship you don’t get to sing so lustily.</p></blockquote> <p><a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mF_VW3EsMO1taHzjr8zMrRw">@friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a> HAVE YOU HEARD THE ORTHODOX MONKS SINGING SHAPE NOTE??</p><p>Sorry got excited there: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hermitageholycross/videos/10159887323320002/">https://www.facebook.com/hermitageholycross/videos/10159887323320002/</a></p><p>I’ve actually been to this very monastery and met those Monks. They’re pretty sweet.</p>
Alive, Club, and Crush: <p><a href="http://friendly-neighborhood-patriarch.tumblr.com/post/175939879402/libertarirynn" class="tumblr_blog">friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a>:</p>

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<p><a href="http://friendly-neighborhood-patriarch.tumblr.com/post/175939659137/friendly-neighborhood-patriarch-sacred-harp" class="tumblr_blog">friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a>:</p>

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<p><a href="http://friendly-neighborhood-patriarch.tumblr.com/post/175850967097/sacred-harp-singing-is-actually-cool-stuff-and" class="tumblr_blog">friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a>:</p>
<blockquote><p>Sacred Harp singing is actually cool stuff and really moving.</p></blockquote>
<p>reblogging cuz this style is really kickass. Also the lyrics are pretty amazing</p>
<p>I know that my Redeemer lives,
Glory, Hallelujah!
What comfort this sweet sentence gives,
Glory, Hallelujah! </p>
<p> Chorus:

Shout on, pray on, we’re gaining ground,
Glory Hallelujah!
The dead’s alive, and the lost is found,
Glory Hallelujah! </p>
<p>He lives to crush the fiends of hell;
Glory Hallelujah!
He lives and doth within me dwell;
Glory Hallelujah! </p>
<p> (Chorus)</p>
<p>I gotta hand it to the Heretics, they make very inspirational lyrics</p>
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<p>I’m actually in a Sacred Harp singing club with two other Orthodox people lol</p>
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<p>ITS SO AMAZING.</p><p>The gusto with which they sing is so full of faith and spirituality.</p><p>In typical Orthodox or Catholic worship you don’t get to sing so lustily.</p></blockquote>

<p><a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mF_VW3EsMO1taHzjr8zMrRw">@friendly-neighborhood-patriarch</a> HAVE YOU HEARD THE ORTHODOX MONKS SINGING SHAPE NOTE??</p><p>Sorry got excited there: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hermitageholycross/videos/10159887323320002/">https://www.facebook.com/hermitageholycross/videos/10159887323320002/</a></p><p>I’ve actually been to this very monastery and met those Monks. They’re pretty sweet.</p>

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Alive, Bored, and Club: PRAY FOR THE WICKE RP STARTER MEME <p><a href="http://jeanbeanmemes.tumblr.com/post/175161423268/various-lyrics-from-the-panic-at-the-disco-album" class="tumblr_blog">jeanbeanmemes</a>:</p><blockquote> <p> <small><i>Various lyrics from the Panic! At The Disco album. Feel free to change anything to adapt better for RP purposes. This is part two of the lyrics</i><i>! </i><b><i>Some lyrics may be triggering.</i></b></small></p> <h2><b>Dancing’s Not A Crime</b></h2> <ul><li><small>I’m a moon-walker. I’m like MJ up in the clouds.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I know it sounds awkward.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m filthy as charged.<br/></small></li> <li><small>You’re a sweet talker but darlin’ whatcha gonna say now?<br/></small></li> <li><small>The midnight marauders, the higher never come down.</small></li> <li><small>You can’t take me anywhere.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m still uninvited, I’m still gonna light it.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m going insane and I don’t care.</small></li> <li><small>Dancing, dancing, dancing’s not a crime unless you do it without me.</small></li> <li><small>If you’re night crawlin’ with him, I won’t take it lying down.</small></li> <li><small>I’ve got a few lawyers, and you’re guilty as charged, guilty as charged</small></li> <li><small>We could be waltzin’, but darlin’ don’t be throwing shade now.</small></li> <li><small>Don’t call me Saint California if you’re at another altar.</small></li> <li><small>Just gimme your vows.</small></li> </ul><h2><b>One Of The Drunks</b></h2> <ul><li><small>Orange juice, pour out half the carton. Grey Goose, pour it, get it started.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Good times, remedy your sorrows.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Baptize, don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow.</small></li> <li><small>Shake it up, shake it up. <br/></small></li> <li><small>Now it’s time to dive in.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Share a cup, share a cup.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Now you’re screwdriving.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Every weekend with your friends, every weekday when it ends.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Damn, it’s all good, I guess.</small></li> <li><small>This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb.<br/></small></li> <li><small>This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks. Welcome to the club!</small></li> <li><small>Never dry, every day you’re thirsty.</small></li> <li><small>Bourbon high, sip it till you’re tipsy.</small></li> <li><small>Night’s young, searching for a feeling.</small></li> <li><small>Big fun, dancing with the demons.</small></li> <li><small>Holy Spirit grips you like a pistol.</small></li> </ul><h2><b>The Overpass</b></h2> <ul><li><small>Let me hear you say something.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m sorry to get sentimental tonight.<br/></small></li> <li><small>That perfume lingers in your hair.<br/></small></li> <li><small>It’s just that everything reminds me of things I thought I shouldn’t have to see again. <br/></small></li> <li><small>See the thing is I’m so sorry to say you need me, don’t you?<br/></small></li> <li><small>Someone still loves you</small></li> <li><small>Meet me at the overpass.</small></li> <li><small>Sketchy girls and lipstick boys, troubled love and high speed noise.</small></li> <li><small>I know you wanna meet me at the overpass.</small></li> <li><small>Tiny bottles of shit wine in a tin can that climbs.<br/></small></li> <li> <small>I remember every time everything about you is perfect down to your blood type.</small><br/></li> </ul><h2><b>King Of The Cloud</b></h2> <ul><li><small>Heaven knows that I’m born too late for these ghosts that I chase.<br/></small></li> <li><small>With these dreams, I inflate, painted skies in my brain.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Every day, I’m Carl Sagan in space to escape this old world.<br/></small></li> <li><small><br/></small></li> <li><small>Some days I lie wide awake &lsquo;til the Sun hits my face and I fade, elevate from the Earth.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Far away to a place where I’m free from the weight, this old world.</small></li> <li><small>I don’t trust anything or anyone, below the Sun.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I don’t feel anything at all.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m King of the clouds, I get lifted.</small></li> <li><small>Some only live to die, I’m alive to fly higher than angels in outfields inside of my mind.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m ascending these ladders, I’m climbin’, say goodbye to this old world.</small></li> <li><small>When I fall to rise with stardust in my eyes in the backbone of night, I’m combustible. <br/></small></li> <li> <small>Dust in the fire when I can’t sleep a wink, I’m too tired.</small><br/></li> </ul><h2><b>Old Fashioned</b></h2> <ul><li> <small>Once upon a thrill from a kiss to a swill, we were swallowing the nights like we have nine lives. </small><br/></li> <li> <small>Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone.</small><br/></li> <li><small>We were bored like kids with a book of disorders, medicating every day to keep the straightness in order.</small></li> <li><small>It’s the false side of hope, where believers concede, and there’s only memories when it’s over.</small></li> <li><small>Pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned. </small></li> <li><small>Remember your youth and all that you do, the plank and the passion.</small></li> <li><small>They were the best of times, they were the best of times.</small></li> <li><small>Once upon before we were brilliant and bored. <br/></small></li> <li><small>Two dashes of the bitters, add some ice and you pour.</small></li> <li><small>Get boozy, boozy, boozy.</small></li> <li><small>Now it looks like a wasteland.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Not the way that we remember.<br/></small></li> <li> <small>One more sip for the past, and always tip your bartender.</small><br/></li> </ul><h2><b>Dying In LA</b></h2> <ul><li><small>The moment you arrived, they built you up.<br/></small></li> <li><small>The sun was in your eyes. You couldn’t believe it.</small></li> <li><small>Riches all around, you’re walking. <br/></small></li> <li><small>Stars are on the ground, you start to believe it.</small></li> <li><small>Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you. <br/></small></li> <li><small>You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do.<br/></small></li> <li><small>But nobody knows you now, when you’re dying in LA.<br/></small></li> <li><small>And nobody owes you now, when you’re dying in LA<br/></small></li> <li><small>Nights at the chateau trapped in your sunset bungalow, you couldn’t escape it.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Drink of paradise, they told you put your blood on ice.<br/></small></li> <li> <small>You’re not gonna make it.</small><br/></li> </ul></blockquote>
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<small><i>Various lyrics from the Panic! At The Disco album. Feel free to change anything to adapt better for RP purposes. This is part two of the lyrics</i><i>! </i><b><i>Some lyrics may be triggering.</i></b></small></p>
<h2><b>Dancing’s Not A Crime</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>I’m a moon-walker. I’m like MJ up in the clouds.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I know it sounds awkward.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m filthy as charged.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>You’re a sweet talker but darlin’ whatcha gonna say now?<br/></small></li>
<li><small>The midnight marauders, the higher never come down.</small></li>
<li><small>You can’t take me anywhere.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m still uninvited, I’m still gonna light it.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m going insane and I don’t care.</small></li>
<li><small>Dancing, dancing, dancing’s not a crime unless you do it without me.</small></li>
<li><small>If you’re night crawlin’ with him, I won’t take it lying down.</small></li>
<li><small>I’ve got a few lawyers, and you’re guilty as charged, guilty as charged</small></li>
<li><small>We could be waltzin’, but darlin’ don’t be throwing shade now.</small></li>
<li><small>Don’t call me Saint California if you’re at another altar.</small></li>
<li><small>Just gimme your vows.</small></li>
</ul><h2><b>One Of The Drunks</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>Orange juice, pour out half the carton. Grey Goose, pour it, get it started.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Good times, remedy your sorrows.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Baptize, don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow.</small></li>
<li><small>Shake it up, shake it up. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>Now it’s time to dive in.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Share a cup, share a cup.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Now you’re screwdriving.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Every weekend with your friends, every weekday when it ends.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Damn, it’s all good, I guess.</small></li>
<li><small>This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks. Welcome to the club!</small></li>
<li><small>Never dry, every day you’re thirsty.</small></li>
<li><small>Bourbon high, sip it till you’re tipsy.</small></li>
<li><small>Night’s young, searching for a feeling.</small></li>
<li><small>Big fun, dancing with the demons.</small></li>
<li><small>Holy Spirit grips you like a pistol.</small></li>
</ul><h2><b>The Overpass</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>Let me hear you say something.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m sorry to get sentimental tonight.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>That perfume lingers in your hair.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>It’s just that everything reminds me of things I thought I shouldn’t have to see again. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>See the thing is I’m so sorry to say you need me, don’t you?<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Someone still loves you</small></li>
<li><small>Meet me at the overpass.</small></li>
<li><small>Sketchy girls and lipstick boys, troubled love and high speed noise.</small></li>
<li><small>I know you wanna meet me at the overpass.</small></li>
<li><small>Tiny bottles of shit wine in a tin can that climbs.<br/></small></li>
<li>
<small>I remember every time everything about you is perfect down to your blood type.</small><br/></li>
</ul><h2><b>King Of The Cloud</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>Heaven knows that I’m born too late for these ghosts that I chase.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>With these dreams, I inflate, painted skies in my brain.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Every day, I’m Carl Sagan in space to escape this old world.<br/></small></li>
<li><small><br/></small></li>
<li><small>Some days I lie wide awake &lsquo;til the Sun hits my face and I fade, elevate from the Earth.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Far away to a place where I’m free from the weight, this old world.</small></li>
<li><small>I don’t trust anything or anyone, below the Sun.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I don’t feel anything at all.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m King of the clouds, I get lifted.</small></li>
<li><small>Some only live to die, I’m alive to fly higher than angels in outfields inside of my mind.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m ascending these ladders, I’m climbin’, say goodbye to this old world.</small></li>
<li><small>When I fall to rise with stardust in my eyes in the backbone of night, I’m combustible. <br/></small></li>
<li>
<small>Dust in the fire when I can’t sleep a wink, I’m too tired.</small><br/></li>
</ul><h2><b>Old Fashioned</b></h2>
<ul><li>
<small>Once upon a thrill from a kiss to a swill, we were swallowing the nights like we have nine lives. </small><br/></li>
<li>
<small>Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone.</small><br/></li>
<li><small>We were bored like kids with a book of disorders, medicating every day to keep the straightness in order.</small></li>
<li><small>It’s the false side of hope, where believers concede, and there’s only memories when it’s over.</small></li>
<li><small>Pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned. </small></li>
<li><small>Remember your youth and all that you do, the plank and the passion.</small></li>
<li><small>They were the best of times, they were the best of times.</small></li>
<li><small>Once upon before we were brilliant and bored. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>Two dashes of the bitters, add some ice and you pour.</small></li>
<li><small>Get boozy, boozy, boozy.</small></li>
<li><small>Now it looks like a wasteland.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Not the way that we remember.<br/></small></li>
<li>
<small>One more sip for the past, and always tip your bartender.</small><br/></li>
</ul><h2><b>Dying In LA</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>The moment you arrived, they built you up.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>The sun was in your eyes. You couldn’t believe it.</small></li>
<li><small>Riches all around, you’re walking. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>Stars are on the ground, you start to believe it.</small></li>
<li><small>Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>But nobody knows you now, when you’re dying in LA.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>And nobody owes you now, when you’re dying in LA<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Nights at the chateau trapped in your sunset bungalow, you couldn’t escape it.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Drink of paradise, they told you put your blood on ice.<br/></small></li>
<li>
<small>You’re not gonna make it.</small><br/></li>
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