As we took a step on the stage, he goes and sits himself right in front of a black console piano, positions himself to start playing and looks at me.
My eyes look over to the audience. My heart drops and my legs start to tremble like kite strings. There was over a hundred people in this place. My stomach was starting to turn. I felt uneasy. I was so tempted to just dart off the stage. But I didn't. I couldn't.
I may not be the best singer in Kansas City, but hopefully this'll all pay off. At least I'll have some spare money in my pockets when I'm done. If I get lucky enough.
I tap the mic, testing to see if it still worked. Just before we begin to play, I glimpse Mike's boss walking around. He comes up to us and says,
"By the way, make sure to sing a few sad songs. People tend to drink more when they're sad."
So we do. Mike begins to play a few notes to "Nothing Can Hurt Me." by MandoPony. It wasn't the exact same notes, but since it was only a cover, it made more sense. Then when it was my cue to sing, I do. Badly at first, until my hands on the mic warm up, then overtime I become better.
Is it finally over?
Are you finally done?
Are you happy now?
Did you have your fun?
I hope that it was worth it
All the tears I cried
While you were laughing
I was terrified
And if I never see you again
Please remember me the way I was
Before I was broken
And if I never wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
And your words won't hurt me anymore
No, your words can't hurt me anymore.
No more...
I hope for peace
Maybe it's all for the best
No more Nightmares
In my final rest
But one thing I'll never know
Is why you treated me like you did
I was your only sister
And I was just a kid...
I wonder what mom and dad, will do?
I hope one day they'll learn
To forgive you
And if I never wake
I'll pray the Lord my soul to take
And nothing can hurt me anymore
No, nothing can hurt me...
Anymore...
Then, we play a cover of "Balloons" by MandoPony, "When You're Gone" by Avril Lavigne and the acoustic version of "Diary of Jane" by Breaking Benjamin.
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