Julian : *at Dianora's Café with Bexley, Erik, Pearl, and Mi-lui* So...When's the main singer coming?

Mi-lui : He's sick, the manager told me, he can't find anyone to tell him--

Bexley : You try! *grins* I already told the manager that you'll be singing.

Mi-lui : I'm going to kill you. Why?!

Bexley : You love me~! *laughing* Because you can sing, and most of the songs you sing are meaningful.

Mi-lui : *playfully rolls his eyes* ....

Erik : *points at the stage* Mi-lui, I think you should get ready.

Mi-lui : *sighs as he get's up and walks on the stage* *Thinking ; I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die.*

Manager : *holding the microphone as he looks at the small crowd* Ok, so our regular singer in sick, but we have Mi-lui, y'all remember him, right? *doesn't give a s*** of any of this as he gives the microphone to Mi-lui, leaves*

Bexley & Julian : *sweat dropping*

Mi-lui : *sighs, he calls himself down as he looks at the people* ....U-Um, hi...*smiling awkwardly, he tries not to shake*...

Bexley : *a bit worried now*

Mi-lui : *calming down* Ok, today I'll be singing. Jack--our regular singer here, sings love songs. I'm not today, today is going to be different.

Crowd : *some of them had a smile on their face*

Mi-lui : *starts singing, 'Battle Scars' by Paradise Fears*
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh

Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh

This is an anthem for the homesick, for the beaten,
The lost, the broke, the defeated.
A song for the heartsick, for the standbys,
Living life in the shadow of a goodbye.

Do you remember when we learned how to fly?
We'd play make-believe; we were young and had time on our side.
You're stuck on the ground,
Got lost, can't be found.
Just remember that you're still alive.

I'll carry you home.
No, you're not alone.
Keep marching on,
This is worth fighting for,
You know we've all got battle scars.
You've had enough,
But just don't give up.
Stick to your guns,
You are worth fighting for.
You know we've all got battle scars.
Keep marching on.

This is a call to the soldiers, the fighters,
The young, the innocent, and righteous.
We've got a little room to grow.
Better days are near,
Hope is so much stronger than fear.

So if you jump, kid, don't be scared to fall.
We'll be kings and queens in this dream, all for one, one for all.
You can light up the dark,
There's a fire in your heart,
Burning brighter than ever before.

I'll carry you home.
No, you're not alone.
Keep marching on,
This is worth fighting for,
You know we've all got battle scars.
You've had enough,
But just don't give up.
Stick to your guns,
You are worth fighting for.
You know we've all got battle scars.
Keep marching on.

On and on, like we're living on a broken record.
Hope is strong, but misery's a little quicker.
Sit, and we wait, and we drown there,
Thinking, "Why bother playing when it's unfair?"
They say life's a waste, I say they lack belief.
They tell me luck will travel, I tell 'em that's why I've got feet.
Left, right, left, right,
Moving along to the pulse of a heartbeat.
This could be the last chance you have to fly.
Do you like the ground? Want it to pass you by?
Man, you had it all when you were just a kid.
Do you even remember who you were back then?
What do you want in life? Will you be twice as strong?
What would you sacrifice? What are you waiting on?
Don't stop, march on.

I'll carry you home.
No, you're not alone.
Keep marching on,
This is worth fighting for,
You know we've all got battle scars.
You've had enough,
But just don't give up.
Stick to your guns,
You are worth fighting for.
You know we've all got battle scars.
Keep marching on.

Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh

Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh

Keep marching on.