Another song- (Want to) Let Go

Feel like on top of the world
You don't realize you're crashing down
The world's a colourful place
A muddle of faces and
Lights
The cold, dank wind blows about
The moon disappears in the clouds
Someone puts their hand inside of yours
And lets go before you feel
Warm
The rent's unpaid, the flat's a mess
Can't pack up, or even rest
Yesterday, yesterday was nothingness
Tomorrow's plan is just a blur
And you want to let go
Want to let go, let go, let go
Clean the slate for tomorrow
Start fresh and start anew
But it's grip's too strong
To just let go
Too much like A Team?
Q. How often do I crack chemistry jokes?
A: Periodically.
See  you whenever

Music and the best weekend.

Lyrics!
One.
One in 7 billion
One in 7 billion types
7 billion
Unique
Unique in a crowd
You could blend it
And still stand out.
No words define us.
We define us.
I define me
We conform, we hide
But it won't work out
Try to be someone else
But it ain't laid out
Not now, not ever
Labels? Well labels are rubbish
So many people can't be the same
We're not clones yet
(No, no)
We are different
Check no box
Hold on, hold one
Fit to no one
Wait now, wait now
Because we are one box
One box to check
One box to check
In 7, 7 billion
Because we are one type
One type that may not
One type that may not
Conform.
Complete in the comments?
Rewatching Doctor Who
Speaking of which, comic con was AH-mazing. It was much first so it was incomprehensibly good. And I met dozens of Whovians.
Missed buying quite a few things.
Finals are upon me, so I shall either be obsessively updating or not updating at all.
I change my mind a lot.
*Sherlock reference*
See you whenever

Face Paint

You think that your face paint
Makes you shine out from the rest
But everyone else
Has it painted on too

You think it makes you glow
But it just hides what you are
Want to stand out from the crowd?

Be who you are
Strip of that face paint
And with it that personality
That one that hides the true you and
Makes you shine

Strip of that fake laughter
And with it your fake everything
Because nothing makes you stand  out more
Than just plain old you...

P.s: Sung to a mix of Oblivion by Bastille and Beautiful Surprise by India Arie. Both amazing songs

P.p.s: Couldn't stop self trolling this but: what if my true personality was of a serial killer?

See you whenever