LA Devotee

LA Devotee

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"You got two black eyes from loving too hard And a black car that matches your blackest soul I wouldn't change ya, oh oh Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no The neon coast was your sign And the Midwest wind with Pisces rising Wouldn't change ya, oh oh Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no Static palms melt your vibe Midnight whisperings The black magic of Mulholland Drive Swimming pools under desert skies Drinking white wine in the blushing light Just another LA Devotee Sunsets on the evil eye Invisible to the Hollywood shrine Always on the hunt for a little more time Just another LA Devotee Just another, just another, uh oh Just another, just another, uh oh Just another, just another, uh oh Just another LA Devotee You got bleached out eyes from the valley sand And the black tar palms keep weeping your name I couldn't change ya, oh oh Couldn't ever try to make you see, no The high rise lights read your rights And a downtown storm with Aries rising Couldn't change ya, oh oh Couldn't ever try to make you see, no Static palms melt your vibe Midnight whisperings The black magic of Mulholland Drive Swimming pools under desert skies Drinking white wine in the blushing light Just another LA Devotee Sunsets on the evil eye Invisible to the Hollywood shrine Always on the hunt for a little more time Just another LA Devotee Just another, just another, uh oh Just another, just another, uh oh Just another, just another, uh oh Just another LA Devotee LA Devotee LA Devotee LA Devotee LA Devotee The black magic of Mulholland Drive Swimming pools under desert skies Drinking white wine in the blushing light Just another LA Devotee Sunsets on the evil eye Invisible to the Hollywood shrine Always on the hunt for a little more time Just another LA Devotee Just another, just another, uh oh Just another, just another, uh oh Just another, just another, uh oh Just another LA Devotee" - Panic! At The Disco
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Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

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