Torna a casa // Damiano David

She's creative

Then I remembered. The song. Fuck.

We went back to the others "Stop the music!" No reaction. "STOP THE FUCKING MUSIC!!!" I shout. I didn't want the others to hear the chorus of the song. And no, it wasn't jealousy, jealousy playing. It was another song I wrote when I was 15. It was about how my family treated me and how my family should act to be "perfect". The song was called Dollhouse (original by Melanie Martinez)

The music didn't stop. Okay it was too late now.

Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister? 

-my mom's words.

In my house we always had family pictures, which looked amazing. Everyone looked happy. Even I did. Those family picture days were the worst of them all.

Damiano POV:

Places, places, get in your places
Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains

I listened very closely to every word in this song. When it came to this chorus I couldn't take it anymore. Marlena obviously had the worst life you could ever get and I didn't want her to live like that anymore. I mean that was kind of the reason why she left, I think.

I immediately changed the song to the next one. The intro started and I found out it was not in a language that I knew. So obviously it had to be in Swedish. It was a pop-ish song. I mean, it was normal for her to also have pop songs and ballades and every kind of genre. She told me some years ago that when she writes music she doesn't want to have one specific genre,but many different ones, so everyone had something they liked.

Then I saw Marlena walking over to me.
"Marlena, you okay? You didn't seem that well over there with Vic." "Hey. Yeah I'm fine but... uhm... could you maybe change to another artist. I'm not the biggest fan of this." She said pressing a smile on her face. She didn't want to hear herself. Something must really bother her with her own music. I don't think she knew that I knew that this is her song. "Yeah yeah sure. You have any preferences?" I asked trying to get her to talk more to me. "Hmmm... maybe a little fall out boy orrrrr maybe this one band that is amazing. I don't know if you ever heard of it though..." she started. "What band ? I'll probably know it." I said smiling. "Uhm I'm not sure bout the name but I think it was something like solstråle [sulstrole] but different." I had no clue who she meant. I've never heard a band named solståle in my entire life. "Hmmm I don't think I know them but you can change the music yourself here." She nodded and did something on the computer wich I didn't see.

Marlena POV:

Damiano is pretty much as dumb as a 3 year old kid. If he was as tiny as one I would kick him so he would fly away but my people say I'm not allowed to do that again.

I obviously hinted to put on some of his own band music. But meh. I got to the computer and put on Morirò da re , vic's favorite. And I put another song in the waiting que.

As I walked past dam' to get to the dance floor he smiled and shook his head while chuckling. I smirked, doing my bitch-walk, wich is literally just walking like a Model lmao. "Omg marlena. You're so creative!" Dam' said ironically when I passed him. "Just wait." I winked at him.

I danced with Thomas and vic to the song. When the song was finnished I had put an unpublished song of mine to the que.

ONE TOO MANY

Friday night, passed out
In the street, can't believe
What I see, what I hear
Think I've had, too many bears
See a girl, in my bed
She took the halo from my head
Call me scum, I'm a bum
Mommy look what I've become

He did it again
My identical twin
So let the party begin
'Cause I'm not going home
And you can tell all your friends
That I'll be dressed to the tens
And I won't make amends
If you tell me I had

One too many drinks,
One too many fights,
One too many nights
In a rut, getting drunk,
Ending up with a scar
Kicked out of a bar
Feeling like a shit,
'Cause I hit rock bottom
I've had one too many, hey! Hey!
'Cause I've had one too many, hey! Hey!
One too many. One too many

Fist up, in the air
Lose my balance on the stairs
Red the color of the night
Who's that beauty wearing white?
I hear a song about to start
I hear the in my heart
Listen close, I'll sing it true
Fuck you and the things you do

Officer, please
Don't point your finger at me
If I play you a song, will you let me along?
'Cause I missed what you said
I think I'll sleep when I'm dead
'Cause the bomb in my head
Is screaming 3-2-1

One too many drinks,
One too many fights,
One too many nights
In a rut, getting drunk,
Ending up with a scar
Kicked out of a bar
Feeling like a shit,
'Cause I hit rock bottom
I've had one too many, hey! Hey!
'Cause I've had one too many, hey! Hey!

One too many drinks at the bar
Chillin' like a star
Here's to you, here's to me
Here's to what tonight could be

You're not bringing me down
Won't let you push me around
And I ain't leaving this town
So you'd best throw me out
'Cause if you're fucking with me
I'll give you something to see
Now open both of your eyes
I'm out here walking the line

One too many drinks,
One too many fights,
One too many nights
In a rut, getting drunk,
Ending up with a scar
Kicked out of a bar
Feeling like a shit,
'Cause I hit rock bottom

I've had one too many drinks,
One too many fights,
One too many nights
In a rut, getting drunk,
Ending up with a scar
Kicked out of a bar
Feeling like a shit,
'Cause I hit rock bottom
I've had one too many, hey! Hey!
'Cause I've had one too many, hey! Hey!
One too many

(Original by new medicine)