Howl-Florence and The Machine
AN:YAY! It`s finally the concert chapter! LE GASP! What can possibly go wrong? You`ll just have to read and find out! I do not own anything!Can you guess which song is about Jacob?
BPOV:-Because I Can!
I was getting ready for my last show in Alaska. My outfit consisted of, tight leather pants, a cute little pink tank top, and cute little suede boots. THis concert would be my longets one ever. It was a total of three hours with two ten minute breaks to change outfits. This concert was the one that sold out the fastest. It took seven hours to sell out a full theatre of people.
In ten minutes it would be time for me to make my grand entrance. There would be a poster in a small opening in the curtains where, most people would tear through it. But me, I`m coming up through the floor. The poster will be there for peple to think i`m coming out of there, but, I will be coming up through the floor.
Okay, five minutes now. I walked down the stairs to the little box i will be going up in.
Now, now is finally time to make my entrance. Here we go.
The box assended up tot he centre of the stage and the crowd went while. I stepped out, and shouted,
``Are you ready to rock Alaska?`` The very first song started and I walked up to the fron of the stage to grab my rhinestone covered microphone, and began singing.
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
I danced my way across the stage and bent down the occasional time to brush my hand against the fans. They all screamed with joy. I countinued my journey across the stage and back. I stopped back by the microphone stand and continued on with the song.
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
Howl, howl
Howl, howl
Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack
My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground
Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness
And howl, howl
Howl, howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground
And howl
Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground
``Do you want another one!``I screamed, and the crowd screamed back. The next song was Fucking Perfect.(By:P!nk)
``Here we go!``
Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good', it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated
Look, I'm still around
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're
nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me!
You're so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were
wrong
Change the voices in your head, make them like you
instead
So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred...such a tired game
It's enough! I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same
Oh, pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're
nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me
The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line, and we try try try, but we try too
hard and it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They dont like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why do I do that..?
Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty baby..!
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me
You're perfect, you're perfect!
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're
nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me...
The crowd was just begging and screaming for more, so I decided to do two more songs before the break.
``This next one is called All-American Girl.``(Carrie Underwood).I grabbed my guitar from beside Dan`s drum set and put the starp on.
Since the day they got married
He'd been praying for a little baby boy
Someone he could take fishing
Throw the football and be his pride and joy
He could already see him holding that trophy
Taking his team to state
But when the nurse came in with a little pink blanket
All those big dreams changed
And, now, he's wrapped around her finger
She's the center of his whole world
And his heart belongs to that sweet, little, beautiful,
wonderful, perfect
All American girl
Sixteen short years later
She was falling for the senior football star
Before you knew it he was dropping passes
Skipping practice just to spend more time with her
The coach said, hey son whats your problem
Tell me have you lost your mind
Daddy said you'll lose your free ride to college
Boy, you better tell her goodbye
But now, he's wrapped around her finger
She's the center of his whole world
And his heart belongs to that sweet, little, beautiful,
wonderful, perfect
All American
And when they got married and decided to have one of
their own
She said, be honest, tell me what you want
And he said, honey you outta know
A sweet, little, beautiful one just like you
A beautiful, wonderful, perfect All American
Now, he's wrapped around her finger
She's the center of his whole world
And his heart belongs to that sweet, little, beautiful,
wonderful, perfect
All American girl
All American girl
``Now, for the final song before Intermission. It`s called Hurricane Drunk(Florence and The Machine). But, I`m sure you know that don`t you?``I winked at them and proceeded to start my song. I grabbed the microphone and started walking around the the beat. It sounded like a happy upbeat song, but it`s definetly not.
No walls can keep me protected
No sleep
Nothing in between me and the rain
And you can't save me now
I'm in the grip of a hurricane
I'm gonna blow myself away
I'm going out
I'm gonna drink myself to death
And in the crowd
I see you with someone else
I brace myself
Cause I know it's going to hurt
But I like to think at least things can't get any worse
No hope
Don't want shelter
No calm
Nothing to keep me from the storm
And you can't hold me down
Cause I belong to the hurricane
It's going to blow this all away
I'm going out
I'm gonna drink myself to death
And in the crowd
I see you with someone else
I brace myself
Cause I no it's going to hurt
But I like to think at least things can't get any worse
I hope that you see me
Cause I'm staring at you
But when you look over
You look right through
Then you lean and kiss her on the head
And I never felt so alive
And so dead
I'm going out
I'm gonna drink myself to death
And in the crowd
I see you with someone else
I brace myself
Cause I no it's going to hurt
I'm going out
I'm going out
I'm gonna drink myself to death
And in the crowd
I see you with someone else
I brace myself
Cause I no it's going to hurt
I'm going out (x6)
At the end, my hand brushed against one more person, but they grabbed hold of it, and wouldn`t let go. I looked back at them and saw someone, I never thought I would see again.
Edward.
I tried not to let the anger get the best of me, but, I just couuldn`t help it. It was time for intermission and I pulled my hand away. He looked surprised that I could pull my hand out of his grip.I just left him and his family and ran back stage.
I went up to my back up singer and dancers, and said,
``We have a change of plans. We need to do all of the songs that have to do with horrible break ups, and nasty ways to give payback. We`ll definetly need them.`` They just nodded quickly and went of to tell the band.
Paybacks a bitch. ( I hate swear words! But, it`s a saying so...)
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