The song I personally like least of the album, even though it carries a nice message... So I gave it a spin and hope you'll see it as well in the song :)

Rating: T-rated

Warnings: Hints of violence

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With a rough push they are thrown out of the pick-up truck. It speeds off, its wheels blowing up a big cloud of red sand, showering them in a thin layer. The shouts and cries of the people on the truck faded away in the distance by the time they are really able to move. Bodies bruised and battered, blood and sand in places they really don't want to find it. They are silent as they get up, dusting their clothes off as if it mattered. As far as the eye reaches they only see sand, no sign of civilization around at all. It makes Itachi sigh, but he says nothing. He doesn't need to.

Twenty miles from anyone

Turning their eye on the sun, they start to walk, slowly pushing forward as their muscles feel pained due to everything that had happened before. Deidara tries to cough up the sand in his lungs, but finds more blood coming out than anything else. If they had to die, this would be the right time. No more suffering. But heaven would not grand Deidara that. He had not deserved a kind treatment, not with everything he had done. Lying to Itachi may be the worst of all, and if it hadn't been for him, they wouldn't even have been in this position in the first place.

Cause heaven knows that nothing good comes free

Making deals with the wrong crowd was not something Deidara should ever have done, but they were tight on cash, and still needed to pay the bills. For Deidara it was an easy solution, and Itachi never had to find out if everything had gone according to plan. Of course it was a set up, and of course he made deals with two rivalling gangs. It was supposed to be quick money, and now they ended up here, left for dead. After being tortured for information Itachi never had in the first place. Deidara had never felt this awful, knowing he was the cause of his lover being wounded so badly. Perhaps even for his death, but Deidara didn't want to think that far yet. Not yet.

In the hopes that I could be someone

Hours had passed and Itachi had still not said anything. It was frightening, because silence with Itachi meant he was thinking. And when Itachi was thinking, he was making up plans. Those plans could now involve getting rid of Deidara forever, since he was not being informed on those plans. But how could Deidara blame him? Itachi was better off without him. Better off alone, where no one else could bother him. It was for the best, certainly.

And now I wonder if it's meant to be

"It will soon go dark, so we should find shelter. Tomorrow morning we should walk as soon as the sun comes up though, because it's better to walk when it's not that hot yet."

And finally after the sun was already setting, Itachi spoke up. Unexpected words tumbled off those dry lips, the skin breaking already. No matter what Deidara had done, no matter how badly Itachi was hurt, he would still take care of Deidara. He would still make sure Deidara was safe, because it was all that mattered to Itachi.

Cause after all you've never lied

Deidara's eyes pricked with tears that couldn't come, the lack of hydration preventing them from forming. Wrapping his arms around his torso Deidara started to weep. For all that he had done. For the pain that he had caused. For the mistakes that he had made. All in all he was just a mess. One that would just make things worse, and would not come up with genius plans like these.

Oh what a mess

A day later they were found in the middle of the desert, picked up by a truck with people they didn't know. They had both passed out from lack of water, only a few steps away from each other. But they lived, and that was all that mattered.

I've let me down down down down