ATouchofInsanity

"We're catching bullets in our teeth, Its hard to do but they're so sweet, And if they take a couple out, We try to work things out. We're catching bullets with our Heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us. It's strange to find such lights In such endless night." "Bullets" by Tunng It's easy to wake up in the morning. John dresses and goes to the chilly kitchen for breakfast before he remembers. Staring at the kettle, he remembers, just like that. "Keep calm and carry on," he says to himself softly, hopping a little from foot to foot because the floor is too cold for his bare feet. When his toast is done and his tea is steeping

"I tremble; they're gonna eat me alive. If I stumble, they're gonna eat me alive. Can you hear my heart beating like a hammer? Beating like a hammer... Help, I'm alive, my heart keeps beating like a hammer. Hard to be soft, tough to be tender. Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train." "Help, I'm Alive" by Metric "You're not going to get out of here like that, Sherlock," Moriarty teases. As John watches, Sherlock's eyes dart from the Semtex vest to Moriarty to the dot that must be on John's forehead, then back to the Semtex. A loop, like he's trying to make all of the calculations that'll tell him what to do, but there're too many