(WRITTEN BY: JESSICA)
[STORY: Students obsessed with a Teacher. Group of Girls]
Mr-Payne, in-front of you is a desk for two.
Mr-Payne, don’t bother saying our name.
Mr-Payne, you don’t tell us what to do.
Mr-Payne, I don’t believe in you.
Mr-Payne, I’m not gonna count for you.
Mr-Payne, don’t try to change who you are.
Shout it out.
Scream it out of you.
Lungs decay inside of you.
Your heart is racing to end of you.
Your skin is twisted like a shell from you.
Your eyes are burning blue, and your heart is going through.
You don’t even see it, do you? The sky is blue.
The moon is bright, and your nose seems to fight for you.
Virus or no virus, you are corrupted into two different faces of you.
Point after point, we’ll scream and call you over to us.
Forcefully or not. You don’t stop. Do you hear me? I’m on top.
Forcefully or not. You don’t stop. Do you hear me? I’m on top of you.
Mr-Payne, you can’t change your name.
Mr-Payne, you can’t expect us to play your game for you.
Mr-Payne, we are all going insane over you.
Mr-Payne, you don’t complain about yourself?
Mr-Payne, you don’t keep it out, do you?
Mr-Payne, scream our names, don’t let yourself out on you.
Mr-Payne, you can’t blame us for thinking about you.
Shout it out.
Scream it out for you.
Lungs decaying inside of you.
Your skin is shaking from a third point of view.
Your heart is melting into golden goo.
Your eyes are falling out from the inside of you.
Your jaw is dropping as we lay on top of you.
Your mangled corpse, it doesn’t change you.
If we told you. You’d hurt us too.
Falling and falling on top of you.
We must be the bricks holding you.
Share your pain, share you name, keep our game for you.
Keep us inside, keep us outside, and keep us inside of you.
Don’t ever change your point of view.
Us girls, we don’t really see a lot inside of you…
However, we do feel you.
Also, we can take it up to another level for a view.
Falling all over, all over you.
Covered from head to toe, it certainly feels like you.
Even though you’re blue. I don’t really know you too.
Us girls, we really have to feel something for you.
Feelings aren’t gonna cut it from inside of you.
Your heart pumps with an adrenaline boost for you.
Something else pumps, but I won’t say. Because it’s for us and not for you.
Ha, ha, ha. Just girls, ha, ha, ha. Just girls. Ha, ha, ha. Just girls.
If I take my mask off, will you still stay with us?
If I show you our faces, will you come away with us?
If I hide from you, will you find us too?
If I break your heart, will you mend ours for you?
Will you show us how to Woo-Hoo. Don’t ask, it’s for you.
[Mr-Payne wakes up from his dream] (It was all a dream)
[The girls wake up from their sleepover, and see clothes all over their floor and spread out across the beds.]
[Some of them rub their eyes and look outside the window for who left them there.]
[They all smile as they look at each-other. They knew who they messed around with and smirked.]