After a week or so Dream had finally finished writing his song. This song took a little shorter than usual to write.
It was endless days of him sitting on his head, endlessly writing, and as soon as George came back from Serena's , he would hurry and put the lyrics away, so George wouldn't find them again.
Luckily for Dream,George hadn't asked about the lyrics ever since the last time he saw them.
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George wasn't home right now, so he would attempt to play it and get the right rhythm for it.
He went into his guest room that was far emptier than his, and plugged in the air guitar. It was a lot more spaciousness in this room, so it would be a lot easier to play.
He played with the cords and started playing, getting used to the guitar after awhile. He decided that he was ready and started singing, trying to get the right rhythm.
(turn on the song "Mr Brightside" by The Killers for the effect!)
Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta,Gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss,
How did it end up like this?
(It was only a kiss),it was only a kiss
Now Im falling asleep and she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He's takes off her dress now
Let me go,
And I just can't look, it's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, Turning saints into the sea
Swimming through suck lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes,
'Cause I'm Mr.Brightside
I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
(It was only a kiss), it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go
'Cause I just can't look, it's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibi
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside
I never,
I never,
I never,
I never,
......
"I should probably work on it a little more," he mumbled to himself.
While he took the strap off from his side. He turned around to go back to his room, There was George and Serena, standing in the doorway, holding hands.
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a/n
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