the starting line lyrics


Lins notebooks look like mine lmaoooo
Maybe it’s a songwriter thing ???

“I started the lyrics to this song maybe three or four times and I scrapped them every time. And then I had the one line, the first line of the song in my head, “But did you know I hold my breath through every tunnel?‘” and I literally wrote the whole thing on the 20-minute car ride home. Putting it first on the record makes a statement for the overall theme, of young insecurities and still being confused and going year by year and thinking it’s getting more understandable, but every year I grow older it’s still insane.“ - Ned Russin


dear mnet, please stop making these boys cry. 49 boys have sacrificed so much, given up so many things,and have  worked so hard for a single hope of making their dreams come true. these boys who either already knew each other previously or never knew each other until this show have developed friendships and bonds that are just here for you to break right? sungho doesn’t deserve this editing. no one deserves this fucking unfair system and editing you have created purely because of money and greed. this show is just another source of money for you huh? for these boys… it’s so much more than that. for them it’s being able to stand on a stage and doing what they love, performing music. you’ve worked them to the bone. 10 days of preparation and then during episode 5, you changed the boys’ songs halfway through and all the units had to start over with learning the new songs. choreography, lyrics, line distribution, remixing, concepts, and so much more… mnet, you are entirely too cruel to these boys. some aren’t adults. some are just kids who just want their parents to be proud of them. some of their parents don’t even support them and this could be their last chance… yet you’ve decided on a show where these dreams are just a way to earn quick cash because idols are basically money machines for you to use, but even if these boys know the reality of that, they still want to do this. the publicity, fame, being able to perform, the reality of making it in this industry is slim. 49 boys took a leap of faith by joining this show. we’ve already lost too many to the harshness, and even if we hope for a change… the fact is that it wouldn’t happen. but even still, #OT49 will be what we wish for.

When you are performing and you stop remembering all of your choreography, lyrics, places and lines but you start truly feeling it, that’s when you are fully embracing your character.
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pledis_17: [17’s wonwoo] hello everyone, we’re having a break at the moment so i came to visit!

fan: i missed you ㅜ
wonwoo: i missed you too

fan: thank you for showing us a cool stage^^ i also watched it well :)
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fan: oppa, it was my birthday yesterday…ㅠㅁㅠ
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fan: what is wonwoo oppa’s song of choice today? i want to listen to a lullaby heuheu
wonwoo: ah yeah??keke

fan: oppa, please say a line from a song you listen to these days!!
wonwoo: it’s the start line, tie your shoe laces tight (ah yeah lyrics)

fan: oh no, what should i do, wonwoo oppa
wonwoo: i know, oh no kekeke

fan: wonwoo-yah, why does a snapback look so good on you?
wonwoo: maybe because i like hats and i wear them often

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Best of Me - The Starting Line


tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we’re still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up

here we lay again
on two separate beds
riding phone lines
to meet a familiar voice
and pictures drawn from memory
we reflect on miscommunications
and misunderstandings
and missing each other too much
to have had to let go

we turn our music down
and we whisper
say what your thinking right now
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we’re still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up

jumping to conclusions
made me fall away from you
i’m so glad that the truth
has brought back together me and you

we’re sitting on the ground
and we whisper
say what your thinking outloud

tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we’re still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up

we turn our music down
and we whisper
we’re sitting on the ground
and we whisper
we turn our music down
we’re sitting on the ground
and next time i’m in town
we will kiss girl
we will kiss girl

tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we’re still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont
feeling that we cant
we’re not ready to give up

we got older but we’re still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up

Our Song:

Just a short little something I wrote ages ago to keep you all going until I post the next chapter of ‘Unexpected’. Not much of an atmosphere, I just had a good idea and this is the outcome of only a few hours of writing so it’s not exactly up to par but still… Enjoy!
PS: if you have any suggestions for any fanfics, send me an ask, I’d love to hear them.
PPS Burns and Matthew are the same person. It’s just his real name and stage name so I’ve used his stage name as a nickname.


“Oh my god that sounds amazing, Adam!” I shout enthusiastically over the beat pounding through the headphones. “This is sick!”
I start bobbing my head along, closing my eyes and then some lyrics start fitting into the melody line perfectly. I start humming it out loud.

I take the headphones off and sling them around my neck and stare at Adam’s relaxed figure sitting on his couch, his leg bouncing up and down quickly from habit, his mouth stretched into a smile.

“I’m actually going to kill you!” I say in warning.

“What?” He asks innocently but his smile now holds more mischief.

“You know, what! I told you that a song together could potentially be too problematic but you had to show me a killer tune so I’d get a good idea and want to make a song! How dare you!” I say but I’m smiling too, still nodding along to the slightly faint tune due to its distance from my ears.

“So you like it?” He asks, his shoulders no longer tense in anticipation of my reaction.

I narrow my eyes while disconnecting and throwing him his phone. I groan and hold my head in my hands, reluctantly grumbling “Send it to me.”

A laugh escapes his lips.

“But, you know that part where the drums kick in louder? Maybe you could put snare drums in there or that sound, you know. The rattle kind of sound. Like a ksshh. I think that would just add a bit of the ‘freedom feel’ to those tracks, you know when there’s that almost bass drop in the background of a song that gives you goosebumps? That kind of thing.” I suggest.

“And that part where the melody, kind of pauses, but the bass line keeps playing - just before the chorus - maybe you could cut out all the sound instead of keeping a bit and then the bass drop will be more epic. It’s a really good track, Adam!”

“Yeah. You know what? We could work on the track together if you want, to suit both of us because you actually know what you’re talking about.

“Some people I’ve worked with who are supposed to be good at this stuff aren’t able to pick out flaws in a demo that quick. At least you know what works.” Adam tells me.

“I wouldn’t call them flaws, every demo has its own beauty. I sometimes use original demos on albums because they sound better but I could try writing for the track as it is and we could add in some production ideas we get and then modify the lyrics and- oh no! Okay. I have to stop! I’m not sure about mixing business and relationships Adam, in case it gets messy or anything and, you know, what if you hate the lyrics and then you’re too scared I’ll get offended if you say something- which I won’t! I’ve had loads of criticism thrown at me and it only makes me try harder. And what if- oh shit I’m rambling. Okay. I just don’t know if this’ll work!” I groan helplessly, flopping back into the embrace of the soft, cushioned couch. Adam quickly tugs me towards his side and kisses my temple lightly. Almost reassuring me with his gentle touches.

“We don’t have to release it, you know.” He reminds me. “You could riddle it with sexual innuendos and swear words and no one would have to hear it. It would be 'our song’.” He stresses the title of one of my old songs.

I burst out laughing immediately. He always had an uncanny ability to make me calm down and laugh easily at his jokes when I was stressed.

“I’m serious.” He states, now tapping away on his phone with his free hand to send me the track.

“Okay. We’ll see how it turns out and I’ll see how I feel once it’s finished and how you feel once it’s finished and we can discuss it. No bribes, no distractions.” I warn, narrowing my eyes once again.

Adam laughs, knowing how he usually gets me to go on dates when I’m comfortably curled up on the couch in sweatpants and his hoody and just not in the mood to leave the house. Seduction.

“Okay, it’s sent.” He tells me, tucking his long arm over my shoulder from my waist. I quickly pick up my phone and it buzzes just a second later with a message from Adam.

“What’s sent?” Someone asks from the doorway.

“Oh! Hey Burns.” I say, looking up from my phone for a second. “Just a track Adam made.” I tell him.

“The asshole made a mind-blowing track and then made me listen to it and I can’t help but want to work on it! Remind me to kill him soon.”

Burns laughs but quickly turns serious as if remembering something. “Oh yeah, you have to kill him for convincing you to sit beside him at the billboard awards too! Seriously though, why am I always the one who has to remind you to kill him? Just get the job done already then I won’t have a list of 'Reasons to kill Adam’.” He sighs dramatically.

“Hey!” Adam retorts. “Is this 'bash Adam day’ or something? First my girlfriend, now my best friend. It’ll be the driver next.” He mumbles.

“Aw, baby!” I coo, pinching Adam’s cheeks and earning an unimpressed look from my boyfriend. “Don’t worry, I won’t kill you… Today.” I add slyly, looking down and pretending to busy myself with my phone again before subtly hi-fiving Burns.

“Why are you here anyway?” I ask Burns.

“Way to be polite, Tay.” Adam mumbles beside me. I give him a shove in the ribs with my elbow and smile sweetly up at Burns.

“I’m sorry, dearest Matthew, please do forgive me for my impolite manner I went about questioning you in. I would like to know why you are at Adam Dearest’s house at this moment in time although I have absolutely no problem with it.” I rephrase, sticking my tongue out at Adam. And as a mature adult who knows what and what not to do around a lady, he sticks his tongue back out at me.

“A whole year and I have never gotten an apology remotely as polite.” Adam sighs audibly.

“Just wanted to see if Adam had any food. Not bothered to go shopping.” Burns replies, watching us in amusement.

“Yeah, Tay, didn’t you pick up some stuff for me yesterday?” Adam asks, patting my thigh lazily and looking at me while I stretch out against the couch, loosening my muscles and yawning.

“Yeah, there should be some bread and sandwich toppings in the fridge. I think you have peanut butter. Don’t you?” I ask Adam, yawning.

“Yep. In the fridge!” He calls to Burns’ retreating figure.

“Taylor?” Burns asks loudly.

“Yeah?” I shout back, slightly hesitant at where this was going.

“Where do I get one of you? you know, that will pick me up groceries, knows what sandwiches I like and isn’t afraid to kill Adam?” He questions, seriously.

I laugh loudly and Adam groans beside me. “Don’t worry, babe. I told you I’m not going to kill you just yet. The sex is too good.” I mumble the last part in his ear seductively, biting at the lobe and he groans again for a completely different reason, now aroused. He starts to nip at my neck and then moves up to my lips.

“I don’t think I want to hear that last part.” I hear Burns say faintly from the kitchen.

A laugh bubbles up my throat and I pull away from Adam.

“I said the s-” I’m cut off from my shouting by Adam covering my mouth with his hand. I burst out laughing against his hand.

He eventually lets go when Burns reenters the room and we sit innocently, both staring stoically straight ahead as if I hadn’t just messed around with Adam.

“So you’re going to work on a track together?” He asks, unaffected by our innocent looks.

“Yep!” Adam states proudly.

At the same time, I say “Maybe.” This ends in me slapping Adam lightly on the arm.

“Yeah, it’s definitely 'Bash Adam Day’.” Adam laughs at my pathetic excuse of a slap.

• • •

“I can see it on the horizon, the city lights can’t even blind it.” I sing with the fast paced track, the music hollowing out. Barely any layers play over one another now; a familiar trick as a musician to make the bridge stand out. That’s usually where I write the best lyrics for the song.

Once I hear the snare drum rattle again in the background - a reoccurring feature in the newly modified track - I softly sing, “With your arms tightly around me, we could take on the world. We could take on the world.” I hit the climax of the song, my voice, now running strong on adrenaline, barely struggles to hit the high note and hold it out.

As the epic bass drop kicks in, I start dancing around as the track plays out.

This is a completely new experience for me, I’ve never sung on such a deliberately 'pop’ tune. Shake It Off was a track that made you want to dance but this was the kind that was played in clubs and where people’s feet pounded on the floor in a synchronised rhythm while they jumped to the beat of the track, their hands held up in the air, bodies slick with sweat and lips chapped from dancing so much without hydration but they never want to stop because they feel free. The music pounding through their body, their friends standing loyal by their sides, they don’t have a care in the world.

This is the track I’ve been waiting for. This is why I haven’t made a song like this before. I’ve never had the connections or ever felt like I was at a place in my career where a pop tune wouldn’t be a risky or disapproved decision.

This was all different and as I locked eyes with Adam who was laughing at my awful dancing while our track played through my ears, I was so happy and content in that moment that I felt like the person in a club who felt free and felt like they could… Take on the world.

This was the track that transported me to that place and all of a sudden it wasn’t me and Adam messing with a tune and some lyrics. It wasn’t just our song anymore. It was something I wanted- no, needed to release.

The feeling I got from this song was something I knew others would feel once they heard it. And that was all I needed to convince myself to let Adam release it.

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