scp-035 x fem singer! reader

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Requested by SantoriaBlueWaters

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You were a singer before you came to the fondation. You were accused of murdering your dad even though you didn't kill him some dude did.

The fondation decided to see what would happen if you and scp-035 sing. So they had you practice for 2 days which some how you remember the lyrics.

You were going to sing walls could talk by hasley except you were going to do the switching vocals one.

(This is le song)

You didn't really understand why but practiced any way.

Right now you were being escorted to scp-035 containment cell.

When you got there their was another d-class. He was pushed into the cell.

Then after a couple of minutes he was convinced to but the mask on. You almost cried seeing the guy scream in pain.

You didn't want to go in but they forced you anyway.

Masky(35) was also forced to practice the song for a while as well. He was confused to why but went with it anyway.

"Now you both are probably wondering why we had you practice a song well we want both of you to sing together"

"Wait what?" You said looking at them weirdly.

"Hehe well I don't mind singing with this beauty."

You blushed lightly and looked away from him.

"Why don't we just start singing"

- 35 italics

- you normal

- both underline

Been about three days and I'm comin' back
I'm about four minutes from a heart attack
And I think you make me a maniac
But you don't know
Two years and we in between
But we both been here since we seventeen
Here we go, fist fight in a limousine
But they don't know
And we both hope there's something
But we bo-both keep fronting
And it's a closed discussion
And I'm thinking "Damn, if these walls could talk"

(Oh-oh-oh)
Well, they'd be like
(Oh-oh-oh)
"Shit is crazy right?"
(Oh-oh-oh)
I ain't your baby no more

Been about two weeks since you went away
I'm about halfway through a Cabernet
And I go, I'm wastin' a Saturday
Sittin' at home
Told my new roommate not to let you in
But you're so damn good with a bobby pin
Now you gon' play me like a violin
Hittin' these notes

And we both hope there's something
But we bo-both keep fronting
And it's a closed discussion
And I'm thinking "Damn, if these walls could talk"

(Oh-oh-oh)
Well, they'd be like
(Oh-oh-oh)
"Shit is crazy right?"
(Oh-oh-oh)
I ain't your baby no more

Been about two weeks since I went away
Not my fault, you win every game we play
There you go,making me always take the blame
Why you so low?
On your knees
I come back 'cuz you want me too
But you act like I’m the one who’s haunting you
'Cuz you won’t ever look at my point of view
With your eyes closed

And we both hope there’s something
But we bo-both keep fronting
And it’s a closed discussion
And I'm thinking "Damn, if these walls could talk"

(Oh-oh-oh)
Well, they'd be like
(Oh-oh-oh)
"Shit is crazy right?"
(Oh-oh-oh)
I ain't your baby no more
(Oh-oh-oh)
Well, they'd be like
(Oh-oh-oh)
"Shit is crazy right?"
(Oh-oh-oh)
I ain't your baby no more

Forgive me baby but it’s hard to read your mind
When you love me in the bedroom but you're breaking dishes
So stop your crying you’re the one who picks the fight
When you pull me back and forth now girl you got me thinking
"Damn, if these walls could talk"

(Oh-oh-oh)
Well, they'd be like
(Oh-oh-oh)
"Shit is crazy right?"
(Oh-oh-oh)
I ain't your baby no more
(Oh-oh-oh)
Well, they'd be like (They'd be like, they'd be like)
(Oh-oh-oh)
"Shit is crazy right?" (Shit is crazy right)
(Oh-oh-oh)
I ain't your baby no more (I ain't your baby no more)

Hey
(Oh-oh-oh)
No more
(Oh-oh-oh)
I ain't your baby no more

(I dont know how to end it)

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