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For you to carry a note would shatter bullet-proof glass.
Like an opera singer might bring down the house, you have brought down my house.
The very thought of you singing is making my ears bleed.
It's as if screws were being scraped upon glass.

William Hung is the new Barry Manilow compared to the sound of your voice.
Had you gone on American Idol, due to broken TV's, u would have ended the series.

If you were to sing at night, bats would die of hunger.
A member of Atreyu would have a hard time hearing after listening to you.
It's like that one squeaky wheel, that no matter how much it gets oiled, it only gets worse.

If you harmonized, hell would freeze over.
Like a pig being burned alive.

When you can sing good enough to be considered a bad singer, pigs will be able to fly.
When songs no longer speak the truths the heart cannot say aloud, you will have mastered the art, but even then you will have no talent.

Close to the sound of a dove crying.
Someone crying for help in the middle of the night, and the neighbors just turn out their lights.
The sound of a broken heart is in no comparison.

Description
For you to carry a note would shatter bullet-proof glass.
Like an opera singer might bring down the house, you have brought down my house.
The very thought of you singing is making my ears bleed.
It's as if screws were being scraped upon glass.

William Hung is the new Barry Manilow compared to the sound of your voice.
Had you gone on American Idol, due to broken TV's, u would have ended the series.

If you were to sing at night, bats would die of hunger.
A member of Atreyu would have a hard time hearing after listening to you.
It's like that one squeaky wheel, that no matter how much it gets oiled, it only gets worse.

If you harmonized, hell would freeze over.
Like a pig being burned alive.

When you can sing good enough to be considered a bad singer, pigs will be able to fly.
When songs no longer speak the truths the heart cannot say aloud, you will have mastered the art, but even then you will have no talent.

Close to the sound of a dove crying.
Someone crying for help in the middle of the night, and the neighbors just turn out their lights.
The sound of a broken heart is in no comparison.