fandomhighdorms | Saturday Afternoon from the attic to the second floor.

Paige had just found all her things outside the West Attic and was no walking back to Maia's room when she thought she heard music. She looked around to see if anyone was walking around with an Ipod on really loud or something, there wasn't.

If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep her denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me

I'll never be a saint
That's not a picture
That your memory paints
Not renowned for my patience
I'm not renowned for my restraint

But you're always around
You can always be found
To pick me up
When I'm on the ground

If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep her denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me

I'm still recovering
Still getting over all the suffering
More known for my anger
Than for any other thing

But you've always tried
To be by my side
And catch my fall
When I start to slide

If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep him denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me

She looks around to see if anyone saw that, "I swear this place gets wierder everyday!"