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Dangling
The world has made an art of treating Jason Orange like shit. It’s like a fucking occupation for some people. Thought I’d just join in once. Thought he deserved it coz he was such a condescending git; telling me what was best for me or trying to take me out of situations just coz he thought they weren’t good for me. Maybe I should’ve listened. He says he was a tit back then but I’m not so sure. He might’ve been. But if he was then I was worse. He recovered quicker too. Now I wouldn’t change a bit of him. Nothing. He’s like some sort of fucking guru or whatever, I don’t know what they’re called – those people that get all these crowds in India and stuff, you know? That’s what he is. Coz he takes so much shit from so many people but he never falls apart. He gets scared and he feels as insecure as I do but the difference is he doesn’t let it tear him to bits. He still goes out there and to look at him you’d think he was the most cocky, confident son-of-bitch ever. He’s not though. He’s just Jay. And he’s got everybody’s best interests at heart. I take that the wrong way sometimes but I’m learning. He lets me get away with murder, I can tease him more than the rest are allowed and he’ll still just throw an arm around me and play-fight like we’re kids. And all this plays back over me in hyper-speed as I lift him up onstage. In front of thousands. His spindly little legs just dangling there. I don’t know about you, but that’s my definition of trust. The world has made an art of treating Jason Orange like shit, but he doesn’t even flinch when I take his life in my hands.