We are the children of music. We live in glass houses where A Day is To be Remembered, the Devil Wears Prada and Tonight is Alive. We will Forever be The Sickest Kids, the All American Rejects, and even at our All Time Low's, we can Make A Mess Like Nobody's Business. We stand by the Bayside as August Burns Red and the Summer Sets and We wait for our time to be The Kings. We are Pretty and Reckless. We are the children of music.
*Let me know how many of the band references you catch. ;)
*The band names belong to the band members. This random monologue was created/belongs to me :)
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