pt.II
LOVING SOMEONE
by the 1975Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be
My heart is telling me the telly isn't telling me anything
I need but it needs to keep you selling me
Besides celebrities lacking in integrity
Holding up the status quo instead of showing your kidsThat they matter, who're you gonna buy up next
Keep hold of their necks and keep selling them sex
It's better if we keep them perplexed
It's better if we make them want the opposite sexAnd this drives drunk through criminal minds
And you camp out beside where your man resides
You're not slow, it's just never been shown
That you should
Be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Oh, ohWe're all human, we're just like you man
We're sentient, we're something
You know I can't really remember, whatever
We shouldn't have people afloat
If it was safer underground, we wouldn't be on a boatShot of telepathy, exploiting insecurities, and preying on the purity
Of grief and it's simplicity but I know that maybe I'm too scared to call
Even Guy Debord needed spectacles, you seeI'm the Greek economy of cashing intellectual cheques
And now I'm trying to progress, but instead of selling sex
And I think I should beLoving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be
I am forever in alongside the boys in jumpers
On bikes from schools and cars
With autumn leaves fallen sparse across mid-afternoon
She blazed about how
'Cultural language is an operation system
A simple interface rendered feeble and listless
When tested with a divinity or a true understanding
Of the human condition
I never did understand – the duality of art and reality
Living life and treating it as such but with a certain disconnect
To touch that cajoles at the artist with comfort and abandon
And between the spires and rolling roofs of the white city
That orange, English light cast only one, singular shadow
For you are not beside but within meLoving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someoneYeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Oh, oh
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M.O.N.E.Y • viktuuri ✔️
Fanfictionin which fame isn't kind to teenage celebrity victor nikiforov, and he pays a dark haired boy to make him feel less lonely. copyright @beautifulpyscho 2017 •lowercase intended• snapchat fic//dialogue//texting and a shit load of the 1975 trigger warn...