(26) Lies, save the song and dance for your weak disciples

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Lilith

The boys were throwing a party and it was a Friday night. Liz and I were busy in the office and were going to leave within an hour or so. I walked toward my closet and pulled on my outfit:

 I walked toward my closet and pulled on my outfit:

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And my shoes:

I heard someone wolf whistle and I saw Aleksi walk into the room

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I heard someone wolf whistle and I saw Aleksi walk into the room. While I did my dramatic liner and deep burgundy lipstick. Aleksi walked in and he looked so divine today. He wore a black shirt, jeans and high top converse.

"Are you ready?" Aleksi asks me and I nodded with a smile, while he held his hand out to me and e waited for our Uber. I saw Liz and Mia there and Joonas behind the bar.

I rushed over to the girl and took a seat next to them, and we were chatting about some stuff. I saw Liz was hanging around with Joel. We both rushed up to each other and that's when Persona by DED came on.

We began dancing and head banging, singing along while Mia and the boys watched us. I sang the first part:

"This is a funeral nobody showed to
I read the eulogy but I don't know you
This is a death rattle, I see the black skies
I heard you died in battle, I think I know why
They think you're beautiful, I think they're dead wrong"

I began stomping around while wrapping my arm around Lizzie's shoulder. She belted out the next part while holding her drink.

"I see internally, your energy's a timebomb
The thing I hate most about myself is
All you ever dream about and all you could've wanted" Liz continued belting out the lyrics which cracked me up. Although I wasn't drunk it was still fun.

Then we both sang along:
"All you really ever do is talk, talk, talk
But I can't fucking listen to the words that you're saying like
I gotta call you out 'cause I'm sick of all your
Lies, save the song and dance for your weak disciples
But hey, you can say what you wanna
Make sure that shit fits your persona
Hey, a dead prima donna
Fake it till you make your persona"

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