Shotgun Sinners
chapter 15
Alex POV
"I walked up to a drive thru
had to hitch a ride to get myself fed
it was late, but I know it's never to late to call you
you're a good friend with a bad tendency to get in over your head
Don't you, Don't you fall asleep
You're gonna get us both killed, driving back to Coatesville
I swear I'll make it back someday
I swear I'll make it back.
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
get out, get out!
I woke up on a Greyhound to a new town
Then again, I was here a month ago
It was your birthday, it fell on a Friday
And I should have been there, but then I'm sorry, regardless.
Don't you, Don't you fall asleep
You're gonna get us both killed, driving back to Coatesville
I swear I'll make it back someday
Someday!
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
get out, get out!
We hit the ice just before the telephone pole
We hit the breaks, but there was no escape
We hit the ice and I see a car in your future
They stitch and they sew and they suture
But this day will scar, right now we know how lucky we are
(Don't you fall asleep)
We know how lucky we are
(Don't you fall asleep)
I swear I'll make it back
get out, get out!
Get out, get out!
(Get out, get out!)
I swear I'll make it back someday
(Get out, get out!)
I swear I'll make it back someday
(Get out, get out!)
I swear I'll make it back someday
(Get out, get out!)
I swear I'll make it back
(Get out, get out!)
Get out! You're not driving!
(Get out, get out!)
No, not in the state you're in
(Get out, get out!)
Get out, you're not driving
(Get out, get out!)
Get out! Get out!
Get out! Get out!"
Everyone started clapping, and smiling at me. I was completely confused, all I did was sing, and everyone knows I'm a HORRIBLE singer. Except for the fact that I can beat everyone on Singstar easy level.
"What!?" I whined.
"You're an awesome singer! I really didn't think you could sing that good!" Frank said. He forgot, I hate complements. I also don't really sing in front of people. I guess I just went into la-la-land for a song.
"Goddamn it! You gave me stage fright!" was all I could say. It's kind of true in a way, I don't like to meet new people all of a sudden, and I've never liked being in front of a lot of people, meaning more than one that I don't know. "....... I bet you don't know what I was singing!"
Rayto knows. He knows exactly. He knows my music obsessions. Right now, I have two, the Color Fred, and Taking Back Sunday.
"Is it by Kiss Kiss?" Chelsea asked. I shook my head.
"Jimmy Eat World?" Kay asked. I did another shake.
Megan asked "Taking Back Sunday?"
"Sort of, in a way."
"So, it's a band member's solo project" Olivia said. I nodded.
"Mark!" they yelled.
"Nope."
"The Color Fred!" Meghan yelled.
"Yeah!" I yelled, "Now what song?"
"Get out!" Bob yelled.
"I walked up to a drive thru
had to hitch a ride to get myself fed
it was late, but I know it's never to late to call you
you're a good friend with a bad tendency to get in over your head
Don't you, Don't you fall asleep
You're gonna get us both killed, driving back to Coatesville
I swear I'll make it back someday
I swear I'll make it back.
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
get out, get out!
I woke up on a Greyhound to a new town
Then again, I was here a month ago
It was your birthday, it fell on a Friday
And I should have been there, but then I'm sorry, regardless.
Don't you, Don't you fall asleep
You're gonna get us both killed, driving back to Coatesville
I swear I'll make it back someday
Someday!
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
Get out, get out, get out!
You're not driving
get out, get out!
We hit the ice just before the telephone pole
We hit the breaks, but there was no escape
We hit the ice and I see a car in your future
They stitch and they sew and they suture
But this day will scar, right now we know how lucky we are
(Don't you fall asleep)
We know how lucky we are
(Don't you fall asleep)
I swear I'll make it back
get out, get out!
Get out, get out!
(Get out, get out!)
I swear I'll make it back someday
(Get out, get out!)
I swear I'll make it back someday
(Get out, get out!)
I swear I'll make it back someday
(Get out, get out!)
I swear I'll make it back
(Get out, get out!)
Get out! You're not driving!
(Get out, get out!)
No, not in the state you're in
(Get out, get out!)
Get out, you're not driving
(Get out, get out!)
Get out! Get out!
Get out! Get out!"
Everyone started clapping, and smiling at me. I was completely confused, all I did was sing, and everyone knows I'm a HORRIBLE singer. Except for the fact that I can beat everyone on Singstar easy level.
"What!?" I whined.
"You're an awesome singer! I really didn't think you could sing that good!" Frank said. He forgot, I hate complements. I also don't really sing in front of people. I guess I just went into la-la-land for a song.
"Goddamn it! You gave me stage fright!" was all I could say. It's kind of true in a way, I don't like to meet new people all of a sudden, and I've never liked being in front of a lot of people, meaning more than one that I don't know. "....... I bet you don't know what I was singing!"
Rayto knows. He knows exactly. He knows my music obsessions. Right now, I have two, the Color Fred, and Taking Back Sunday.
"Is it by Kiss Kiss?" Chelsea asked. I shook my head.
"Jimmy Eat World?" Kay asked. I did another shake.
Megan asked "Taking Back Sunday?"
"Sort of, in a way."
"So, it's a band member's solo project" Olivia said. I nodded.
"Mark!" they yelled.
"Nope."
"The Color Fred!" Meghan yelled.
"Yeah!" I yelled, "Now what song?"
"Get out!" Bob yelled.
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The song is called Get Out, by The Color Fred.And, I got Ray for christmasss. He has an amputated leg. I can't keep it on.