Spotlight ▹The 1975

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"HEY ITS TATE."
I spoke to the small camera on my phone positioned on my lamp,"It's three in the morning, and I have work tomorrow- well today, but inspiration comes at any hour. I wrote some lyrics down a while ago, and I finished the song. I decided to share it with you, because well, those of you who supported the video of me singing take an interest in me, and trust me, not many people actually do. So I wrote it to repay you."

I took a long breath pushed a strand of hair behind my ear and then positioned the guitar on the floor to my lap, (the guitar in which I only played a few chords of in my life because I wasn't a musician and really didn't know how to play), and then strummed the chords that sounded right to the tune of the song,

"I wouldn't be surprised, if I ended up dying inside...
I know that my heart is bleeding...
And I know I'm close to feeling like I'm loving you too much
You said it yourself that you were done,
That your heart is overwhelmed by my love
for you although you know it's true
I can't help but feel used
Well then I'm sorry for loving you too much
Well then sorry for showing you my trust
Well then I'm sorry for showing you my love
And I know it's not too much
But I'm sorry you weren't enough
For every part of me you see,
I was just too little for you and your
Expectations unknown to reality,
oh..
All you wanted was someone of perfection
When we started that's not what you mentioned
And I'm sorry to say that in my faith
that's not someone in this dimension
Oh..oh..oh..oh
thank you for the little trust
Now I know what I want to love,
you were just something for fun
And it seems we are done
Oh..oh
Oh...oh
Oh..."

I smiled awkwardly to the small camera one last time before leaning forward and hitting the record button on the front of my iPhone to stop recording.

Now, I post it.

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TWITTER

TateBesk; So I made another song, and I made it at the fine hour of 3:00 a.m. 😴
http://www.instagram/TateBesk/?a3p...

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Fayet101; This sounds so nice, 🔆🔆

lordfraquan; 💙❣💓💓❣💙

scrabtod; lordfraquan SAME

0clifford0; 🎧

carrieToll; I recorded this to add to my music, I can't stop playing it👂🏼

Truman_Black;👏👌

healthilyYae; Truman_Black leave it to you to leave two emojis as a comment*_*

0clifford0; healthilyYae tru asf

lordfraquan; 0clifford0 at least Truman_Black didn't write
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Fayet101; lmao how Truman_Black says Friday //FRIDAY//

Gdans1975; Fayet101 😂

Fayet101; 😳 Gdan1975

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"There she is, Tate Besk!" Clifford said as I walked into work. He engulfed me in a hug,"You my friend are becoming big. Have you counted your followers lately?"

I shook my head and pulled from the embrace, too tired to answer.

"Well Tate, you have seven hundred and six Twitter followers and nine hundred and fifty two Instagram followers. And you first posted on your accounts a few days ago."

I raised my eyebrows,"Wow." I yawned.

"Okay so your tired. Think you have enough energy to go out tonight?"

"I don't think so."

"Too bad, the 1975 were playing in Brooklyn tonight."

My eyes widened,"What? Okay yeah, we can go out tonight!"

He smiled,"Good. Yet there's a catch, I don't have tickets, but we can try to get a picture, wait out back of the Barclays center."

I sighed,"But the concert won't end until like twelve! Clifford I'm so tired."

"Just get through the day, sleep on your breaks, you can sleep on the cab ride there. Alright?"

I groaned,"Fine. Alright fine." I said walking past him and behind the counter pull on my apron,"I hate what you persuade me to do."

"Trust me, I do it for a reason."

"Tate," Brian said from the register,"White mocha latte."

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"Clifford, I don't think I can stay awake." I said on the cab ride there,"I feel myself shutting down."

He pressed his cold water bottle against my neck.

"Clifford!"

"It helps a bit doesn't it?"

"But- yeah alright it does."

We reached the Barclays center ten minutes later and then walked around to the back entrance.

"So now what do we do?" I asked.

Clifford sat down on the concrete smiling,"Well, little one, we wait."

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Well then