Chapter 4

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Dylan

The second Layla and Siena left, I dragged Alessia into my room so she could see the song I'd been working on.

"Listen to this and tell me what you think." I said to her.

I began to strum the strings.

I heard that you've been

Self-medicating in the quiet of your room,

Your sweet, suburban tomb.

And if you need a friend,

I'll help you stitch up your wounds.


I heard that you've been

Having some trouble finding your place in the world.

I know how much that hurts,

But if you need a friend

Then please just say the word


You've come this far,

You're all cleaned up,

You've made a mess again,

There's no more trying,

Time to sort yourself out


Hold on tight,

This ride is a wild one,

Make no mistake,

The day will come when you can't cover up what you've done,

Now don't lose your fight, kid,

It only takes a little push to pull on through,

With so much left to do,

You'll be missing out, and we'll be missing you.


I heard that you've been

Having some trouble finding your place in the world.

I know how much that hurts,

And if you need a friend

Then please just say the word


You've come this far,

You're all cleaned up,

You've made a mess again,

There's no more trying,

Time to sort yourself out


Hold on tight,

This ride is a wild one,

Make no mistake,

The day will come when you can't cover up what you've done,

Now don't lose your fight, kid,

It only takes a little push to pull on through,

With so much left to do,

You'll be missing out, and we'll be missing you.

Grit your teeth, pull your hair,

Paint the walls black and scream, "Fuck the world

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