Jin paced around his room while reading a sheet of lyrics that he had scribbled up. He had been trying to come up with a love song as the band hadn't made one yet but everything he wrote seemed so superficial as he hadn't much experiance with it. American's loved rock songs about rebellion and hating authority too. Glancing down at the trashcan which had a discarded sheet of paper that was his pitiful attempt to compose a song about disliking school. Pulling out another sheet of notebook paper, Jin closed his eyes as he tried to recall the korean soap opera his grandma had admired. Coming up with something, he set back to work and began writing down some lyrics.


(soft singing)
One life to spend together.
One lie, to tear it apart.
I can't believe you'd gone with a stranger.
Went ahead, to break my heart.
You knew how I felt for you.
You said that this would be forever.
What a lie, what a fool I was.
To..believe in your simple words(have guitar end with a sharp note)
(bass guitar keep up a smaller melody and enlarge it with the drums)

(fast paced and yell like singing)
But no I'll forge ahead!
Pick the pieces of my heart back up!
Move on, with this short life!
Without you! And the dirty memories!
I don't have time to be sad over this!
I can live just fine without you!
Who am I kidding? Of course it hurts.

But it's your choice, your freedom--
I wont comdem you, in what you do.
There's plenty of fish in the sea
And I will find one, who will respect my feelings
one-who can love me better than you did

So good bye--this is farewell!(stretch the word in a yell?)

Jin stopped writing. The lyrics just sounded wrong and short. Maybe Reiko has some more experiance in relationships and could improve this. The begining felt a bit fine but it went darker in the end and it made it sound like the singer was a loser who was left behind by his partner. Of course, this was not something the band should play for this competition. They needed something to rile the crowd up and make them scream or whatever they were being judged on. American's measured a band's success by the number of screams right? A energetic song with more feeling perhaps. Musing over his closest relationships, Jin realized he should have got out more as it would've given him more inspiration and experiance. Well, he wasn't the writer for the band anyways. The other's might have come up with better lyrics and songs than him. Pulling out some blank song sheets, Jin put it on the coffeetable to prepare himself for writing down any tunes that they might come up with. Leaning back, Jin's eyes went back to the clock. Two more minutes for them to arrive. Against his will, Jin's eyelids began to feel like lead and he closed his eyes for some rest again. Soon enough, his head rolled back and Jin fell asleep.