He's so pretty

the rose song (skip to 0:30)

If I Lay Here


Got a pounding headache
Can't make it go away
I’ve had it for these last ten years
Now it’s probably here to stay

It comes from deep inside me 
A spiritual malaise
No priest or pastors prayers have worked
This is all they have to say

Take your pills and count to five
Pretend that life will treat you right
Don’t admit you’re dead inside 
Take your pills and count to five

Got a pain that won’t quit
Can’t make it go away
I had it since I broke down
But it’s worse than ever today

It comes from the world around me
A human-made malaise
No politician seems to have the answer
This is all they ever say

Take your pills and count to five
Pretend that life will treat you right
Don’t admit you’re dead inside 
Take your pills and count to five

Take Your Pills (Count To 5)

safe in my hands

𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙤

wishing you'll be mine (skip to 14s)

sky's still blue

more than this- one direction heavily edited*

𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔

original song: cruel summer by taylor swift

If I Lay Here

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