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RED RIGHT HAND | a boris pavlikovsky (and boris/theo) mix

from the boy who spent many drug addled, starving, sleepless nights with another who was as close to him as a brother (but they weren't brothers, were they?), to losing him, to becoming a man on the rise to glory forged from a calculated deprevity, to finding that boy after all those years in the busy streets of new york, to the blood stained corners of amsterdam.
i. WASTED HOURS | arcade fire; wishing you were anywhere but here / you watch the life you're living disapear / and now i see / we're still kids in buses longing to be free

ii. FAMILY FRIEND | the vaccines; faded nail marks on pale thighs and an awkward secret that someone denies

iii. IN OUR PRIME | the black keys; every now and then i see a face from way back when and i explode / like every lover hovers in my mind / we made our mark when we were in our prime / the house had burned but nothing there was mine / we had it all when we were in our prime

iv. SEDATED | hozier; you and i nursing on a poison that never stung / our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it / somewhere for this / death and guns / we are deaf / we are numb / free and young and we can feel none of it

v. YOU DON'T OWN THE ROAD | the kills; you don't own the road, boy / better kick up a storm / you don't the big city lights / better cop out your own

vi. 27 | fall out boy; if home is where the heart is then we're all just fucked / i can't remember / and i want it so bad / i'd shoot the sunshine into my veins / i can't remember the good old days

vii. LEFT HAND FREE | alt-j; well, your left hand's free / and your right's in a grip / with another left hand / watch his right hand slip / towards his gun

viii. COME A LITTLE CLOSER | cage the elephant; heartbreaks / the heavy world's upon your shoulders / will we burn we just smolder / somehow i know i'll find you there

ix. RED RIGHT HAND | arctic monkeys; though the ghettos and the barrio and the bowrey and the slum / a shadow is cast wherever he stands / stacks of green paper in his red right hand

x. THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN US | the dead weather; let's go where no one can see us / and find the difference between us

xi. SOMETHING FROM NOTHING | foo fighters; oh, sweet ignition be my fuse / you have no choice you have to choose / bid farewell to yesterday / say goodbye i'm on my way / i threw it all away because / i had to be what never was / been so hungry i could lie / you took my word, i took your wine / and held you in my bloody hands / these rattled bones and rubber bands / washed them in the muddy water / looking for a dime and found a quarter / but you can't make me change my name / you'll never make me change my name / pay no mind, now aint that something? / fuck it all, i came from nothing

xii. THE KIDS FROM YESTERDAY | my chemical romance; now this could be the last of all the rides we take / so hold on tight and don't look back