A few hours later...
"So you'll do it? You'll sing back up for us?" Chester says bouncing up and down on the spot like a child. "I said I was in right. So I'm in sign me up. I'm ready to go". They all smile before Mike hands over the paperwork kissing my fingers before handing me the pen in his hand. I flash him a quick smile and sign the paper in a second. "So when and where do I start". "She's as bad as you" chester groans against the sofa. Laughing he bounds of the sofa to the chair beside me as we all form what he tells me is a writing circle.
"So I've got a few words so far let me know what you two loved up birds think".
God bless us everyone,
We're people living under broken bones.
And it can't be out thought,
It can't be outdone,
It can't be healed,
It can't be outrun.
No!
God bless us everyone,
We're people living under broken ruins.
And it can't be out thought,
It can't be outdone,
It can't be healed,
It can't be outrun.
No!
"I like it but maybe change a few words around like this" Mike presses the keys on his keyboard and begins singing.
God bless us everyone,
We're a broken people living under loaded gun.
And it can't be outfought,
It can't be outdone,
It can't be outmatched,
It can't be outrun.
No!
God bless us everyone,
We're a broken people living under loaded gun.
And it can't be outfought,
It can't be outdone,
It can't be outmatched,
It can't be outrun.
No!
Chester nods rewrites it then continues.
And when I close my eyes tonight,
No notes of blinding light!
God bless us everyone,
We're a broken people living under loaded gun.
Oh!
Like lights the echo decays,
Screams echoing away,
He begins tapping the piece of paper angrily. "How about instead of like lights we try. Like memories in echo decay" suggests Mike, chester scribbles it down and then goes back to tapping. They both sit their frozen stuck.
"Erm how about this?" I write something down quickly then sing it.
And when I close my eyes tonight,
To symphonies of blinding light!
God bless us everyone,
We're a broken people living under loaded gun.
Oh!
Like memories in cold decay,
Transmissions echoing away,
Far from the world of you and I,
Where oceans bleed into the sky!
I quickly look down shyly.
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Post Traumatic
FanfictionLife had been hard sometimes. But when you become the back up singer for dead by sunrise and signed on as a writer for Linkin park life gets that just becomes that little bit easier for Amy especially when you fall for Mike shinoda and he falls for...
