quarante

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"What are we doing here?" I asked Rhoe and she's just smiling widely.

"We're gonna show you guys our new song, orginally written by Calum Hood." Michael wiggled his eyebrows. I'm still confused as fuck but Luke gave us chairs and we sat down, as they got their instruments.

Calum was on the bass, Mikey and Luke on guitar and Ashton on drums.

Oh my god, Calum looks extra attractive when on the bass. I don't know, bassists just have some impact to me.

"So, uh, this song is Gotta Get Out and I just composed it last night," Calum explained and he played chords on his bass.

"1, 2, 3 go." Ashton said and Luke started plucking on his guitar.


Even when the sky is falling down

Even when the earth is crumbling 'round my feet

Even when we try to say goodbye

And you can cut the tension with a knife in here

'Cause I know what'll happen

If we get through this


Rhoe was just smiling while watching them play while I'm still confused and I don't know what will I say about this.

"This is fucking great man!" Rhoe whisper yelled like an excited child and I chuckled. "What do you think?"

"It's cool, I guess."


And if the earth ends up crumbling down to its knees baby

We just gotta get out

We just gotta get out

And if the skyscrapers tumble down and crash around baby

We just gotta get out

We just gotta get out

'Cause I feel so damn lost

And it comes with a cost of being alone

Everything is falling down

We're suffering, helpless thoughts and

Out we sing, prayers go to the sky


Calum was just looking at me and I felt my heart melt, my knees going weak. Calum really can make me feel so nervous and conscious about everything. God, what is he doing to me.


And if the earth ends up crumbling down to its knees baby

We just gotta get out

We just gotta get out

Gotta get, gotta get, gotta get out

And if the skyscrapers tumble down and crash around baby

We just gotta get out

We just gotta get out

And if we fall

It's not your fault

Shadows covering

Our selfish foes

And as our love,

Can go out on a high note


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