PIJAMADA EN LA CASA DE LOS WAY (parte 2)

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-ni loca Gee, tu realmente me quieres secuestrar- digo de broma

-no seas tonta Kat- me carga en su hombro, me abre una puerta y bajamos las escaleras, seguidos por Mike.

Al principio no veo nada luego Mike prende las luces y puedo apreciar el lugar, es muy amplio, al parecer lo ocupan de recamara, por que tiene dos camas: una a cada lado de la habitación, hay un amplio escritorio, una tele en la pared, un sofá y una mesita, esta repleto de posters de distintas bandas, hay algunos artículos curiosos, pero lo que mas llama mi atención son unos instrumentos en una esquina de la habitación, hay una guitarra eléctrica un bajo y un micrófono. Me encanta , es como si el cuarto tuviera la personalidad de Gee y Mike impregnada.

- esta genial comento- me acerco a los instrumentos, paso mi mano por la guitarra negra y miro con asombro el bajo y el micrófono.

- Vamos Mike hay que mostrarle un poco de lo que hacemos , Mike tomo el bajo y Gerard la guitarra, encendieron los amplificadores y Gee se acerco el micrófono y comenzaron


They're gonna clean up your looks- comenzó Gee- With all the lies in the books To make a citizen out of you. Because they sleep with a gun

And keep an eye on you son

So they can watch all the things you do


Because the drugs never work

They're gonna give you a smirk

Cause they got methods of keeping you clean

They gonna rip up your head

Youre aspirations to shreds

Another cog in the murder machine


They say oh

Teenagers scare the living shit outta me

They could care less as long as someone'll bleed

So tuck in your clothes

Or strike a violent pose

Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me


The boys and girls in the clique

They offer names at the stick

You're never gonna fit in much, kid

But if you're troubled and hurt

What you got under your shirt

We'll make them pay for the things that they did


They say oh

Teenagers scare the living shit outta me

They could care less as long as someone'll bleed

So tuck in your clothes

Or strike a violent pose

Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me


They say oh

Teenagers scare the living shit outta me

They could care less as long as someone'll bleed

So tuck in your clothes

Or strike a violent pose

Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me


All together now


Teenagers scare the living shit outta me

They could care less as long as someone'll bleed

So tuck in your clothes

Or strike a violent pose

Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me


Teenagers scare the living shit outta me

They could care less as long as someone'll bleed

So tuck in your clothes

Or strike a violent pose

Maybe they'll leave you alone, BUT NOT ME¡¡- grito Gee, mirándome a los ojos. ( tal vez ellos te dejen sola ,PERO YO NO ) juro que eso casi me hace ponerme a llorar del sentimiento.



OK, decidí subir el capitulo por que es algo corto :D - killjoy fuera

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