Lolita
By: Tempi
Italics: Singing of the song…
It was past midnight when she got home/ the lights were off and no sound from within/ She knew somethin’ was wrong/ She opened the door and found her lovers dead on the floor/ the note in his hand read ’You Lied’/
The riff from her guitar strung out, drums faded and all you heard was the ‘Dum, Dum, thumpa’ from the bass. Her throat hurt, but she had to make it past and through this song.
She hit her knees/praying it was a dream/Tears coursed down her face/ s-he didn’t realize the truth/ she felt the shame/ the lighting flashed/ she reached for the gun/ she put it to her temple and pulled/ she said she found her happiness…/
She ripped a solo, slow but steady. She ran her hand down the neck of her guitar, memorized. Finally, she put her lips by the mic and sang.
Even in death she smiled/she once said she welcomed it/She wasn’t afraid/The once starry night is now fogged/ She had her dreams/She had her pride/
Tony jumped into his drum solo. Pounding and snapping the symbols, the bass heard.
It was past midnight when she got home/ She knew something was wrong/ Oh yeah yeah/ She knew/ but she ne-ver told/ oh whoa w-hoa…/
Everything faded out, going into silence.
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