【Gumi English】Telephone【Vocaloid Original】

Hi! I finally figured out how to use the portamento effect and I feel GREAT. It's been a while. I've been going to the same cycle of thinking of a song idea, starting the lyrics, and never finishing the song. It's been a fun four months :) but I DID finish this song and I'm happy about that. Making the piano instrumental was fun!! ______________ (Warning: Graphic violence) Jane Smith was only 18 when she married 27-year-old Thomas Johnson. At first she was dismissive about the idea of being with someone so much older, but then she fell in love with him. He was charming, handsome, and everything she could ever dream on, but as time went on, she saw the real Thomas. Punched, slapped, kicked, grabbed, forced to sleep with him all the time. She was being abused, and it took her twenty years to act on it. One night, he had beat her after she burnt his dinner, Jane decided she had had enough. He went to bed, grumbling on about how worthless she was, and she went into the kitchen and grabbed the biggest kitchen knife there was. Jane slipped quietly into their bedroom, looking at his face one last time before stabbing him in the chest. Blood oozed out, and it looked so good on his perfect white shirt that she stabbed him again. And again. And again. He was dead shortly after. A wave of relief washed over her. No more being afraid of making mistakes. It was over. Then reality struck, and she realized she had to flee, for she was a killer. She grabbed her necessities and ran off into the night, leaving behind the body of her husband. When Tom was alive, he would call her from his work office and check on her. He would shout commands and belittle her accomplishments, which was why whenever Jane saw a telephone, she could hear him screaming at her. She never got caught, and lived alone in a small house for the rest of her life. ______________ VSQ: http://www.mediafire.com/file/x1sjxfwp3amai21/telephone.vsqx/file MP3: http://www.mediafire.com/file/yd7hpg8jty6chl4/telephone.mp3/file Instrumental: https://www.mediafire.com/file/13dasr9rk98mvca/telephone_%28instrumental%29.mp3/file Follow me on- Twitter: DestineeBxnnett Wattpad: DestineeB2004 Pinterest: DestineeB2004 ______________ Lyrics: Oh no, oh no, what have I done? Twenty years of my life wasted by a whim What will, what will, what will people say? I committed murder, goodbye to my husband 1925, what a grand old time Pearl-white dresses and eager eyes "I can't wait to be your wife!" Little did I know I'd be broken Every time I look in the mirror, I see a lie A façade I put on just to satisfy his needs Oh my, what a catastrophe His crimson blood on me Running, running away, from my emotions I just killed a man, ah, I'm the criminal Cooking and cleaning all day Blacked out from all the pain Cover up my bruises with bandaids and smile I can still hear his loud voice Screaming and shouting through the telephone Freedom is a costly thing That I can't ever seem to afford Lying, lying, lying to myself Nobody else could hear my cries of desperation I've been numb for many, many years So I decided to pick up a knife... Running, running away, from my emotions I just killed a man, ah, I'm the criminal Cooking and cleaning all day Blacked out from all the pain Cover up my bruises with bandaids and smile I can still hear his loud voice Screaming and shouting through the telephone Freedom is a costly thing That I can't ever seem to afford 1 2 3 4, counting till they catch me bloody-handed No regrets, no sympathy I refuse to go to prison For a simple case of revenge I can still hear his deep voice Ridiculing my existence I can't even comprehend How I stayed alive Running, running away, from reality I just killed a man, ah, I'm the criminal Beaten till black and blue Passed out from all the pain Patch up my frustration with a broken smile I can still hear his loud voice Screaming and shouting through the telephone The way the knife felt in my hand Filled me with the satisfaction I deserve