Crushed {ON HOLD}

*Filler*

"It's the calming before the storm

Alcohol sits nicely in your stomach warm

When you wake up hungover

You wish you were sober.

I've danced with the devil

And dreamed with the demons

Fell asleep with death

Then fell short of breath

When you wake up hungover

You wish you were sober

Just be pretty but naive

Anything you hear is what you believe

Let the rhyme get stuck in your head

Wish you had undressed me in your head

It's the low before the high

It's been so long you thought you would die

When you wake up hungover

You wish you were sober

And I'll be counting the days that the sun goes past

With the clouds beneath my feet

Just be pretty but naive

Anything you hear is what you believe

Let the rhyme get stuck in your head

Wish you had undressed me in your bed"

I sang/yelled the lyrics to my new favorite song, sang by my new favorite band. Anarbor.

I just finished shopping for my new clothing or whatever and now I'm putting it all away in the closet in the hotel room. I didn't really know what to buy so I got alot of black clothing and gray clothing and dark red clothing and beanies and chokers and yeah....

I feel stupid.

"Cuz we've been falling apart

Built to crumble from the start

I'm a cold metal machine

And I'll do things you've never seen

Just be pretty but naive

Anything you hear is what you believe

Let the rhyme get stuck in your head

Wish you had undressed me in your

Just be pretty but naive

Anything you hear is what you believe

Let the rhyme get stuck in your head

Wish you had undressed me in your bed

'Cuz we've been falling apart

Built to crumble from the start

I'm a cold metal machine

And I'll do things you've never seen

And what they don't tell you in church is

Saints are sinners too."

I finished the song off, strumming my air guitar. I heard faint clapping that was being drowned out by my music. I turned around quickly to see Nash standing there video taping me. My eyes widened, running to my idoc to turn the music off. I was breathing a little heavily, glaring at Nash as he just stood there laughing and posting what I'm guessing is a vine. I ran over to him and tackled him, trying to grab his phone before he could finalize the post. I was now pounding my fists on his chest trying to grab his phone. It slipped out of his hand and I took that as my chance and grabbed it, running out of the room and down the hall.