Get down on your knees, you don't look so tall.
Open your eyes and the empire falls
Billy Talent - Viking Death March
It all started with my dad.
If he hadn't told me that my childhood friend's band was looking for a singer I wouldn't have got into this mess.
I wouldn't be laying in this too small bed with the guitarists arm around my waist.
I wouldn't be flunking all my classes.
I wouldn't be stoned to hell.
I wouldn't be nearly homeless after my dad kicked me out.
A/N
Hope everyone is ok! This is the preview to my newest story which I will continue after June when my other stories are either adopted or deleted.
