A/N: Heya! hetaliaPower here! (I know that's not the exact format of my username... just wait, you might get it.)
So this is going to be the first song in a series of Hetalia songfics I've decided to do. Man, I sound all bubbley in this author's note... what is this I don't even.
This isn't actually the first I did ^^; I jsut did it today and decided it was good so I wanted to post it first. Just stay tuned to see the rest of them!

hP [9:10]: Just keep in mind, some of them are historical, some of them are based off of the characters themselves. This one is historical.
tG [9:12]: dude
tG [9:12]: what
tG [9:13]: why is this in your author's note
tG [9:13]: jegus, do an authors note like a normal person. this isn't even our series
tG [9:13]: seriously. why
-[9:14] hP changed their mood to Rancorous-
tG [9:15]: classy
tG [9:15]: real classy there
-turntechGodhead stopped pestering hetaliaPower at 9:15 pm-

...Oh god I hope someone got that XD I'm gonna feel like an idiot if no-one did.
I think I might start doing my author's notes like that now though. Since I probably won't post very many HS fics. Maybe a few.

ANYWHO. I'd best stop distracting you with my weirdness! Onwards, my fair readers! *shot for stupidity. By Dave.*


Independent Life (Semi Charmed Life, England vers.)

I'm packed and I'm ready,
He's living, he's golden, but apart from me
He's far apart from me
Liberation, his own motivation

He comes 'round but not too long with me
I try to make him smile like a drug for you
He does what he wants to do, Coming over him
Keep on smiling what we go through
One stop to the words that divide you

And I speak to you like the colors to the birds
Fight another man like a rebel with a curse
Come on like the enemy takes the stage
We give them the war we fight, and he said:

"I want something else
And start living through an
Independent Life"

The sky was dark as you froze
Taking sips of it through his nose
I wish we could go back there, someplace back there
Smiling in the pictures I would paint
But maybe liberty will lift you up until you break

It won't stop, I won't calm down
I keep my step with the tick-tock rhythm of a clock
And then I shot again, took the hit that I was given
Then I shot again, and I shot again

Said how do I get back there
To the place where I came here beside here
How do I get myself back from the place
Where you said:

"I want something else
To get me through an
Independent kind of life, baby, baby"

You want something else
Not listening when you say
Goodbye

I believe in the sand beneath my toes
Your shores give me a feeling, and earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows
And last four men about to cry
In the end, when we're about to die
But that would be alright, alright

And when the ships came in
We told we were falling
The yankees ripped apart our armies
We tripped on the urge just to feel alive

But now I'm struggling to survive
Those days you were wearing the velvet jacket
I'm loosing you, I must confess
Your malitia's fight, it passed the test

Slip around the our army's men,
Down on the battlefield one
And you have me and we are broken
Still, do you wish you pulled the trigger, just a little now?

Feel myself breaking down to the ground
I'm scared, I'm not coming down, no, no
And I won't run for my life
Even with your jaws locked in a smile
Because nothing, nothing's right

"And I want something else
To get me through this life, baby, baby"

You want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Goodbye

The sky was dark as you froze
Taking sips of it through his nose
I wish we could go back there, someplace back there
In the place we used to start


A/N:

hP [9:18]: Well! Was that fun? I hope you liked that one. I think it was my best one so far. Most accurate, anyways.
hP [9:23]: ...Dave. Say something to the nice readers.
tG [9:24]: oh
tG [9:24]: uh
tG [9:24]: well I just read it and
tG [9:24]: it was fine. good distraction
hP [9:25]: Dave...
hP [9:26]: Distraction from what?
tG [9:26]: jegus
tG [9:26]: the puppets. the damn puppets
hP [9:26]: Dave.
hP [9:27]: Really?
tG [9:28]: yeah
-hetaliaPower stopped pestering turntechGodhead at 9:29 pm-

Haha seriously. Tell me if you like the author's note format. If it really bothers you or anything I'll just keep my obsession to myself... OTL
Any flames towards Homestuck (or flames in general) will be used to burn the trolls. And not the good ones.
The ones that Charlie Sheen doesn't like.
Winning. *shot again by Dave*

Please review though. I eat them fo' breakfast :D You wouldn't want me to go hungry. I kill things when I'm hungry.