Songs:
Adam Lambert- Strut
Marilyn Manson- Sweet Dreams (Are Made of These)
SoaD- Aerials
Previously...
Tommy's P.O.V
He put his hands on his knees to try and catch his breath. "I haven't felt this alive in a long time." He says, still gasping.
I smiled. Maybe this wasn't gonna be so bad.
Now...
Adam's P.O.V:
After we got home, I quickly changed, threw on a sweater, and got in my car, waiting for Tommy and Terrence. I sat back in the seat, listening to Lady Gaga. I started singing to it with my okay voice.
I'm gonna marry the night...
I won't give up on my life...
I'm a worrior queen, live passionately tonight...
I'm gonna marry the dark...
Gonna make love to the stark...
I'm a soldier to my own emptiness,
I'm a winner...
I'm gonna marry the night..
I'm gonna marry the night...
I'm gonna marry, the night!
I'm not gonna cry anymore
I'm gonna marry the night
Leave nothin' on the streets to explore..
M-M-M-Marry
M-M-M-Marry
M-M-M-Marry the night
Oh M-M-M-Marry
M-M-M-Marry the night..
I'm gonna lace up my boots...
Throw on some leather and cruise...
Down the street that I love,
In my fishnet gloves,
I'm a sinner..
Then I'll go down to the bar
But I won't cry anymore..
I'll hold my whiskey up high--
I was cut off by Terrence and Tommy entering the car, clapping. I blushed deeply, probably looking like a ruby diamond. "H-How much of that did you hear?" I asked, rubbing my neck. Tommy smile. "Most of it." I nodded slowly. "Yeah, whatever, let's go before we get yelled at by staff."
