mahyar nejati - professional? lyrics
tires screech outside. dude 2 stands up. there’s a small crash outside
yelling
voice: freeze!
gunshots
the boy and dude 2 look at each other
——-[play song “frank ocean – crack rock” at this point ]——-
the boy’s eyes roll. looks left, right. down
moves his right-hand fingers, like he plays a piano. magical. weird. something’s wet. moist. why
he puts his hand over his stomach. there’s a ketchup all over him
holy sh-t! it’s f-cking blood
…(breath)…..(breath)………….(breath).. . .
silence
…..the boy inhales and exhales. a sense of wanting to live comes into him
he had this feeling before. all burns inside. it’s like the time when you first touched yourself. fun. exciting
he get’s up and breathes
he falls back again, before he falls
he feels like alex
{http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdg-uoagzio}
………………………..
the boy wakes up in the hospital. looking at the same ol’ white nurse and asks:
“what the f-ck am i doing here again, man?”
the nurse has the “not impressed” look on his face. he shows a tiny bit of sympathy, forces himself to smile and opens his mouth
“you were shot, sunny boy. the local news station says that the gang members that came to your home had a score to settle with the cops. they died. the cops won, lol.” the nurse lols. seriously. over dead bodies
my stomach hurts
life seems good from here
the boy rests his head on the pillow and just fades away
he has nothing now. a new start
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