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[*TONY'S POV*]
I heard the crowd cheering:
"Pierce-the-veil" repeatedly
John came over to tell us that we had 15 seconds until we were on. So me Vic, Mike, Tony and Jaime stood on the metal ramp waiting.
For some reason i felt like the crowd wasnt hiper or pumped....or maybe there wasnt alot of people out there? Ive been feeling like the band has been loosing there ambition and slowly loosing peoples interest.
"GO! Lets go!lets go! Get on stage"
I ran on stage waving to the crowd..Damn i sure wasnt used to this, it was a
small crowd compared to what we usually played.
"What the Fuck is up?" Vic screamed his usuals into the mic to get the crowd pumped.
When he was finished i walked over to my usual spot, jaime did the same-followed by vic. He started to sing the first verse of besitos.
You're my favorite explosion
A violin with no hands plays symphonies
With no words a drowning boy
With no voice prays someone up there is
Telling me "you better not get back up"
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After we finished our set all time low walked on stage. Man, the crowd went wild, i feel like more people showed up just to see them.....damn, our band was dying and there is no way to stop it...
