Ever wanted to be a link like the link Emmy Rossum? Then here are some tips for you!
1. Throw whatever training anda have out the window (though being in a children's choir for five years doesn't count as "training", but whatever helps Emmy Rossum's fan sleep at night). Emmy's too good to take voice lessons, and so are you, dammit!
2. Make sure your jaw is really tense ALL the time. Emmy's jaw is always tense. I'll let anda imagine why.
3. Sing through your nose. Trust me, everyone loves a nasal tone.
4. Find unique, bizarre ways to pronounce your vowels. You're too good for proper diction.
5. anda must make weird sex faces when anda sing, otherwise anda are doing it wrong.
6. Write really godawful lyrics that make anda sound like you're still in elementary school atau junior high. If your songs don't sound completely cringeworthy, juvenile, basic, and simplistic, then anda are doing it wrong.
7. Use the entire world's worth of auto-tune on your albums and EPs. Inside Out, Sentimental Journey, and Carol of the Bells all do this. If anda don't abuse auto-tune on all your albums, anda ARE DOING IT WRONG.
8. Sing with ZERO emotion. If anda sound even slightly interested in what you're singing, then anda ARE DOING IT WRONG, GODDAMN IT.
Just follow those simple steps, and anda too will be link, just like Emmy!
1. Throw whatever training anda have out the window (though being in a children's choir for five years doesn't count as "training", but whatever helps Emmy Rossum's fan sleep at night). Emmy's too good to take voice lessons, and so are you, dammit!
2. Make sure your jaw is really tense ALL the time. Emmy's jaw is always tense. I'll let anda imagine why.
3. Sing through your nose. Trust me, everyone loves a nasal tone.
4. Find unique, bizarre ways to pronounce your vowels. You're too good for proper diction.
5. anda must make weird sex faces when anda sing, otherwise anda are doing it wrong.
6. Write really godawful lyrics that make anda sound like you're still in elementary school atau junior high. If your songs don't sound completely cringeworthy, juvenile, basic, and simplistic, then anda are doing it wrong.
7. Use the entire world's worth of auto-tune on your albums and EPs. Inside Out, Sentimental Journey, and Carol of the Bells all do this. If anda don't abuse auto-tune on all your albums, anda ARE DOING IT WRONG.
8. Sing with ZERO emotion. If anda sound even slightly interested in what you're singing, then anda ARE DOING IT WRONG, GODDAMN IT.
Just follow those simple steps, and anda too will be link, just like Emmy!
trust me i know anda either
a leader of my dreams IN MY DREAMS FEELING My DEEPS trust me
i knew from a long time
hearing your voice in my ears everytime
everymoment everyhour
listening to my jantung saying anda are coming back
no way ,no way,no way
(chours)
trust me i know either
a leader of my dreams
IN MY DREAMS FEELING MY
DEEPS trust me
who are anda to take my jantung away with you?
(chours who are you?) to take me along with love??
do anda feel my jantung bringing me back to you??
knowing alot about anda and me?????
(chours)
trust me i know anda either a leader of my dreams
IN MY DREAMS FEELING ME DEEPS
x3
TRUST ME!!!!!!!!
a leader of my dreams IN MY DREAMS FEELING My DEEPS trust me
i knew from a long time
hearing your voice in my ears everytime
everymoment everyhour
listening to my jantung saying anda are coming back
no way ,no way,no way
(chours)
trust me i know either
a leader of my dreams
IN MY DREAMS FEELING MY
DEEPS trust me
who are anda to take my jantung away with you?
(chours who are you?) to take me along with love??
do anda feel my jantung bringing me back to you??
knowing alot about anda and me?????
(chours)
trust me i know anda either a leader of my dreams
IN MY DREAMS FEELING ME DEEPS
x3
TRUST ME!!!!!!!!
When I was 11 I auditioned for a competition called the Echt factor(I know it's a cheesy name:D) After the audition I was really anxios to know if I had been accepted. Then two days later when I came halaman awal from school my parents were waiting for me.
" They called!" my mum berkata shaking her head.
I really thought I hadn't gotten through to the finals. But then it tuned out I had. I was sooo happy to have the chance to win something this big. But 1 bulan 2 weeks later the practicing had paid off. I had won, I got handed my £150 and my medal, I was so proud and I got to shake hands with someone that knows an awful lot about music, he worked on the radio. Nothing much has changed since then, except that I am so much lebih confident than I was before the show.
" They called!" my mum berkata shaking her head.
I really thought I hadn't gotten through to the finals. But then it tuned out I had. I was sooo happy to have the chance to win something this big. But 1 bulan 2 weeks later the practicing had paid off. I had won, I got handed my £150 and my medal, I was so proud and I got to shake hands with someone that knows an awful lot about music, he worked on the radio. Nothing much has changed since then, except that I am so much lebih confident than I was before the show.
I wrote this as a diary of someone who is depressed.
I am dying,
It feels my soul is rotting in my fragile heart,
My fragile bones will soon rot,
Should I give up?
I miss happiness,
musik helps me through this,
People say my songs are great,
What do anda think?
Could my dream come true?
That’s why I’m alive,
I’m waiting,
My life isn’t over yet,
I have things to live for,
And things I haven’t done,
People unmet,
Songs unsung,
friends not made,
I want true happiness,
Can’t heal my heart,
Must harm my body to numb the pain inside,
Scars cover my body,
To burn my flesh would be giving up,
So I run I the heat,
Slowly pushing my fingers into my eyes,
Bleeding jantung is all I know,
I haven’t told anyone,
Secrets,
My mouth is sealed shut,
I can’t stand the pain,
Why is it like this?
I am dying,
It feels my soul is rotting in my fragile heart,
My fragile bones will soon rot,
Should I give up?
I miss happiness,
musik helps me through this,
People say my songs are great,
What do anda think?
Could my dream come true?
That’s why I’m alive,
I’m waiting,
My life isn’t over yet,
I have things to live for,
And things I haven’t done,
People unmet,
Songs unsung,
friends not made,
I want true happiness,
Can’t heal my heart,
Must harm my body to numb the pain inside,
Scars cover my body,
To burn my flesh would be giving up,
So I run I the heat,
Slowly pushing my fingers into my eyes,
Bleeding jantung is all I know,
I haven’t told anyone,
Secrets,
My mouth is sealed shut,
I can’t stand the pain,
Why is it like this?
If anda are afraid of blood don't read my songs.
I run away from the pitch black,
Fall in a pool of my own blood.
And the lebih we stay together the lebih we pull apart.
A pool of blood and glitter five feet high, five feet wide.
I hit the ground hard,
Fall through the earth.
A mouthful of my blood,
Choking.
Lifeless bodies on the ground,
I'm bleeding now.
cinta used as poisoning
So I run away.
Consider your blood I'm running out.
In the water I can't swim.
The mysteries of life.
The light looks promising,
I'm charcoal in its flames
The wind sucking away my life,
Leaving me to dance in the stars.
To dance with my nine lives.
Sorry it's so short
I run away from the pitch black,
Fall in a pool of my own blood.
And the lebih we stay together the lebih we pull apart.
A pool of blood and glitter five feet high, five feet wide.
I hit the ground hard,
Fall through the earth.
A mouthful of my blood,
Choking.
Lifeless bodies on the ground,
I'm bleeding now.
cinta used as poisoning
So I run away.
Consider your blood I'm running out.
In the water I can't swim.
The mysteries of life.
The light looks promising,
I'm charcoal in its flames
The wind sucking away my life,
Leaving me to dance in the stars.
To dance with my nine lives.
Sorry it's so short