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his friend asked while Patting his shoulder. “OH come on we are here just to enjoy not to be stressed because of the woman, Wooo,!” one of his friends approaches them while pouring them the whiskey. “Fuck,! I want a woman,! Give me a fucking woman Will tortured take them to hell,!” his lunatic friend sings while playing the electric guitar on the stairs. He shook his head while watching them like a professional band. And now he had a ruthless bratva hot band friends. He stepped on the stairs and took the microphone from his friend and began singing the Rock song. 🥁🎸🎺🎤

Kat’s tantrum had been entertaining enough for me to stop singing in my protest but I closed my eyes, thinking of another. ‘We're dying with the sun’ ‘A solar scarlet letter’ ‘I’m losing everyone’ ‘Don't think that I'll get better’ ‘The feelings overdone’ ‘I’m well aware’ ‘Baby we're not set in stone’ ‘Can't be your rosetta’ Raine growled but forgot she was in control. Her growl made everyone jump and I chuckled, pretending to have drum sticks in my hand as I added beats to the song. “Sorry, Sky is being…obstinate.”

Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you I drink too much, and that's an issue, but I'm okay Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them But I hope I never see them again I know it breaks your heart Moved to the city in a broke-down car, and Four years, no calls Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar, and I-I-I can't stop No, I-I-I can't stop So, baby, pull me closer In the back seat of your Rover That I know you can't afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of that mattress that you stole From your roommate back in Boulder We ain't ever getting older We ain't ever getting older We ain't ever getting older You look as good as the day I met y

Load up on guns, bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over bored and self assured Oh no, I know a dirty word Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido Yeah, hey I'm worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed Our little group has always been And always will until the end Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello With the lights out, it's less dangerous

"I'm Melany and next to London in the back is none other than Jackie Mayers. We're honored to be a part of this band and I can only hope to be as great as my predecessor." I glance at Jackie and she nodded, knowing it was her cue to finish the speech. "Okay, Ohio!" she screamed, hyping the crowd up, "Y'all ready to rock?" "WE'RE READY TO ROCK!" the crowd shouted back. "I said," she sings, accompanied by the random chords of the band, "Are y'all ready to rock?!" This time, the fans screamed and Ken plunked his electric guitar. The high-energy opening for 'Rock Demon' started playing. Rock Demon is an iconic song from this band. The main vocals are mine and London's with London taking the role

Eh Rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum Mi say wah man down A weh mi say Rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum When mi went downtown 'Cause now I am criminal, criminal, criminal Oh Lord, oh mercy, now I am a criminal Man down Tell the judge please gimme minimal Run out of town, none a them can see mi now, see mi now Oh, mama, mama, mama I just shot a man down In Central Station In front of a big old crowd Oh, why? Oh, why? Oh, mama, mama, mama I just shot a man down In Central Station.

***Give me all that you got now Make you want me cause I'm hot now Am gone, so faded I'm on one Bang bang pop off like a long gun If you a lame nigga you ain't making no noise Get faded, turn up with the big boys Live fast, die young that's my choice Get money, get money like an invoice You can mob or lead the whip Make the money, make the grip I'll be stunnin' with my clique Getting faded till we drip Man, I love to get on I love to get 2 on When the drink be too strong When the trees be way too strong...***

Nine years ago, my family used me to pay off their debts. That was how I ended up married to the most dangerous man in the Rivoli underworld, Vincenzo Casanova. Everyone said I was lucky. My family was ruined, and I was its last heir. Marrying Vincenzo was supposed to be my one chance at a new life. I believed them. I thought if I played my part and never caused trouble, our marriage might actually last. I was wrong. At our ninth anniversary party, Vincenzo walked into the ballroom hand in hand with his secretary, Chiara Moretti. Chiara was all smiles, one hand resting on her belly. She announced that she was pregnant with Vincenzo's child. With Rivoli's most powerful families watching, Vinc

Reconnected, feelin' no pain Seeking shelter like a spark in the rain, tonight Worn and weathered, scared to go home We're here together, but still all alone, tonight And there's no need to lie, we've both been abused The love and the pain, the cocaine and booze, now Most people don't, but some people do So let's roll the dice, one more time Take a chance on love again tonight Risk it all, lay it on the line Let the skeletons fight for life Tonight, hold on tight, as we collide I held Beth tightly as we moved together to the music, the song was definitely the right choice, it fit me like a glove. About halfway through, I realized it was by Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow, the song was entitled simp

I asked. He turned his head towards me. “Please tell me you’re joking! The Eclectic Moon! They are my favorite alternative Rock band. Have you seriously never heard of them?” he asked. I shook my head. I think that I would remember a band called the Eclectic Moon. Caleb looked really excited. “I am about to change your life. What would you do without me, Tori?” he said as he cranked up the volume. The sound filled his car and he started singing along to the song. He was so loud that the people in the cars next to us turned to look at us. I ducked and slid down my chair. Caleb was not fazed at all. He continued to sing his heart out.