A Morning Song

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Ah, what a lovely morning! The birds are chirping, the monster roaring in the abyss, and it looks like we must continue our journey. But before we do so we must start off the day in a good mood!  And what other way is there to do that than to sing a song?

You are even so lucky that I hear in my heavy bag carries the song-lyrics to the song Fangirling! Now get out of your tent and up on your feet and sing!

(The song is based on Imagine Dragon's song Radioactive, which is attached to this chapter. The lyrics is written by me)

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Fangirling

A song you can hear in every Fangirl's and Fanboy's heart.

Books, oh, oh

Books, oh, oh

Books, oh, oh

Books


I'm waking up to words and lust

I wipe my brow and I cry my must

I'm breathing in the feelings


I'm breaking in, reading down, then checking inside the new universe

This is it, the fangirling

Whoa


I'm freaking out, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my systems blow

Welcome to the book age, to the book age

Welcome to the book age, to the book age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, It's cliffhangers, cliffhangers

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm twisted, plot-twisted


I raise my arms, done my ships

It's a revolution, I suppose

We'll scream to make it happen

Ideas


I'm breaking in, reading down, then checking inside the new universe

This is it, the fangirling

Whoa


I'm freaking out, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my systems blow

Welcome to the book age, to the book age

Welcome to the book age, to the book age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, It's cliffhangers, cliffhangers

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm twisted, plot-twisted.


All authors try to make you die

Deep in my bones, straight from inside


I'm freaking out, I feel it in my bones

Enough to make my systems blow

Welcome to the book age, to the book age

Welcome to the book age, to the book age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, It's cliffhangers, cliffhangers

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm twisted, plot-twisted.

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Ah, what a nice song! Now let's pack up the tent and get going!

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