On to a quite special one, not the kind of thing I usually write, but that was fun! When my music player plays this song in the bus it's hard not to sing out loud (like, very loud)
Warning: Some sex mentionned. Like, really, it's just mentionned. The word doesn't even appear. I only like lemon in my lemonade.
Song : Starting Static - Pullman Standards
She's got the right spark
And I am starting static
It was just their arms brushing, as they passed each other in the corridor. They didn't say a word. But he felt his heart jolt.
Need to recharge
The engine's automatic
Turn it turn it up
Til we're down
She would always ignore him if there were other people around. He would loudly complain about her. They would start bickering. But no one ever caught the spark in their eyes.
We were so hypnotic
That sound was supersonic
Oh, it had not been love at first sight. And even now, he wouldn't call it love. She had despised him. He couldn't bear her. It was chaotic.
She's got me shaken up from head to toe
I fell in love with the fantasy
The modern kind with the modern mythology
I feel it's something that built it up from nothing
Hard to tell when it all began. It was a joke, at first. People compared their fighting to one of a married couple, and they had pretended to be one just to annoy everyone.
And when the power lines connect
You'll feel the chemistry
But then one day his lips found their way to hers, and she did not push him back. She wanted more. Oh, and suddenly, so did he.
Cause she's got the right spark
And I am starting static
Was it love? No. They kept on fighting. For everyone, they still hated each other. And in a way, they did. But when no one was looking, he would steal her a kiss, she would let her hands wander on his back. It was thrilling.
No need to recharge
The engine's automatic
One second, they would be insulting each other, the next one they would find their way to one or the other's bedroom. Or someone else's, sometimes. For the adrenaline.
Turn it, turn it up til we're down
And now we're dreaming in stereo
The close encounter that touches the touch and go
It wasn't always easy to keep it secret. They were almost found out so many times by people who didn't know how to mind their own business. But they always pretended they were just fighting. Nobody cared enough about them to do something.
A wave it's so hypnotic
The sound is supersonic
It's got her shaken up from head to toe
She would sometimes look sad, and he wondered if it had something to do with what happened before all that. He never asked. She never told. He would just let his hands run on her body until she'd look like herself again. Wild. Untamed. Cruel.
Now fall in love with the fantasy
The modern kind with the modern mythology
I feel it's something that built it up from nothing
He could spend hours watching the curves of her body. He knew them by heart. He knew exactly where she was ticklish. Where her skin was scarred. He had counted every single one of her beauty marks. His lips had been on every one of them.
And when the power lines connect
You'll feel the chemistry
It was mostly physical, really. He would still drive her crazy if they tried to have a proper conversation. She would still make him want to die if she really tried talking to him. So they let their bodies do the talking when no one was looking. That suited them both.
Cause she's got the right spark
And I am starting static
Then they would both put their black coat on and go back to work. Bickering. Complaining about each other. Telling everyone how much they hated the other.
Water and electricity weren't meant to get along.
TURN IT TURN IT UP, TILL WE'RE DOWN (seriously go listen to that song)
How reassuring, our next stop will be once again something sad. ... I guess. Somehow. Anyway.
Next stop : Can you feel my heart - Bring me the Horizon