today you had to register your new song album, your band had already registered their music base but you were the only one left who had to sing. unfortunately you forgot that yours and tokio hotel’s production house was the same, and bill was listening your recording

your growls, metal sharp noises, a steady voice. you could express so many emotions through it. as you left the room, bill was leaning against the studio door, with a playful grin

Well, well, someone's turning this recording studio into a metal haven,

he teased, his eyes locked on her

Those growls of yours? Absolutely intoxicating. You might just overshadow the guitars in your own album.