No One Can Know About Us (Motionless In White)

Trip The Darkness

"I am an architect of difference, you are just a hole

Oh how I love to hear you beckon and stripped to the bone

But when I come around I come inside and just leave

Because if I had a heart I wouldn’t wear it on my fucking sleeve

You know you love it when we “oh oh oh”

I want it dirty, with the lights on, filthy, vile, and obscene

I wanna show you what a bitch I can be" 

I danced around stage as he sang. The song was aggressive and I knew that he must have felt angry when he was writing it. I looked over at Kylie and she was grinding down Ryan's body, giving seductive grins at the audience. I moved away from Ricky and over to Chris, remembering what Kylie said. 

"You are an architect of ignorance, with nothing for a soul

Now I’m the only thing inside of you, that you cannot control

And when I’m through with you I’ll just move on to the next

Because I packaged it with love but I just used you for the…breath." 

Chris gripped me by the throat with his free hand while he sang. Ricky mentioned that the record hadn't been out that long but all these kids were singing along with Chris. Suddenly it hit me... this song was about me. Chris wrote about our purely sexual relationship. I shoved him away from me as if it were part of the plan but I couldn't handle him looking into my eyes while singing anymore. 

I danced with Kylie for the rest of the song and ignored Ricky's worried look. Once the song was over Kylie and I exited the stage even though we had to turn around and go back on. I grabbed something to drink quickly before strutting back out. The next song was a lot like Hatefuck. I've listened to it with Ricky but now that I was here with Chris I knew it was another one about us and our twisted deal.

I ran my hands down Ricky's body while I moved my hips to the music. I always knew how to drop it low. I got up slowly and interrupted his playing by kissing his cheek and walking away. I danced around stage for a bit before getting up on one of the platforms that Chris was on. I used him like he was a stripper pole. I wasn't a stranger to it anyways so I continued to dance around Chris. 

"We lost our heads and minds explodeI don’t want trust in losing control

I’m just a slave to how this feels

But baby, please don’t believe this is “real”

I wrap my hands around your throat

Bury your face and remove all your clothes

We’re both just slaves that can’t refuse

And everything that we have loved in the end we will lose

He continued to stare at me while I danced and suddenly I was being spun into his arms and being dipped. He took a break from singing and got really close to my face. I saw him wink and his hand smacked my ass. He inched closer and wrapped a hand around my throat before pressing his lips against mine quickly and forcefully. When he went back to singing I just continued to stay close to him. I got down on my knees and looked up at him through my eyelashes as I ran my hands up his legs and gripped his thighs. 

We said this was “the last time”, over and over again

(Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel