A few months ago
there was a video of Sam Bradley
singing "Lights (Fucking Lights)"
Great song.
At the time it was discussed that
Robert had co-written it with him.
I never read anywhere where this was confirmed...
But the lyrics to the song...
Well.
It's almost like Robert was talking to Kristen
last summer when she was in LA
and he was in NYC...
(Or anytime they are separated, for that matter)
:)
I love it.
Fucking lights, straining my eyes.
No sleep at night. It's just a waste of time.
And LA's burning... New York's painted black .
London's calling, calling me back.
Simple patterns make me crack.
Fucking lights, Hurts my head.
Borrowed youth.
All those wasted years.
And LA's learning. New York too.
London's calling, I'm calling you.
What doesn't matter, Still holds its truth,
That nothing matters, When I'm with you,
Cities only fill the void of people wasting,
wasting time on you.
Pretty lies and secret love,
Nothing gets me what I want from you,
From you, All I want,
what I want from you.
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
I'm in a great mood today...
No NONsense...
No talk of slobbering beasts.
Just pretty words...
and pretty pictures.
In a couple of days...
Robert and Kristen will be together.
Again.
So consider this a nice quiet lull
in the ongoing drama.
If I were you I would stock up on popcorn...
The beverages of your choice
And make yourself nice and comfy.
It only gets better from here.
;)
Bye for now.
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