I was currently in the music room, working on a new song. I kept getting stuck on some parts though but I eventually got it and finished the song. I went to the piano inside the sound booth and I grabbed my remote that starts the recording, when I finished I stopped recording and listens to the recording of the piano. It was perfect!! Then I went back into the booth and clicked the recording I just made and I started recording.
Am I just a fool? Blind and stupid for loving you Am I just a silly girl? So young And naive to think you were
The one who came to take Claim of this heart Cold-hearted, shame you'll Remain just afraid of the dark
(And now the people) The people are talking, The people are saying That you have been playing My heart like a grand piano
The people are talking, The people are saying That you have been playing My heart like a grand piano
So play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on
Am I being a fool? Wrapped up in lies And foolish truths What do I see in you? Maybe I'm addicted To all the things you do
Cause I keep thinking you were The one who came to take Claim of this heart Cold-hearted, Shame you'll remain just afraid In the dark
The people are talking, The people are saying That you have been playing My heart like a grand piano
The people are talking, The people are saying That you have been playing My heart like a grand piano
So play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on
When I finished I stopped recording and got out of the booth. I then titled the song and changed out of my pajamas.
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And braided my hair into two braids. While I was getting ready for the day, I heard someone scream from inside the house because of my bionic hearing. I stood up and went into the living room, but no one was in the living room. So I went down to the lab, and saw my twin on the floor laying on his back in pain with a dummy on top of him, Leo standing looking at them, and Adam in Mr. Davenport's golf cart/ thing. "Wish all buttons did that." Adam said and I smacked the back of his head.
