Yeah… I go to school, in Alingsås. And I play music every day. What are you going to sing to us today? I am going to sing my own song, when I held ya. Okay, go ahead. Stop it, Moa you have written a hit! Look, look here – I have goosebumps. But Moa what are we to do now, you’ve written a hit?! You’re hiding in Alingsås writing Killer Hooks! I have had the oppurtunity to work with some of the best songwriters in the world.. And you’re amazing. I don’t think I have ever in my career, met a 16 year old who sits down and sings a hit that you have written yourself! I have goosebumps! Me too. And I am not easy to impress on, that’s something you should know! Okay.
This is ridiculous. Gold Ticket, Gold Ticket, Gold Ticket! Thanks. I want a hug as well. I’m so impressed. God, you were so good. You have a great look too, Moa.
Thanks. *Intense chatter.*
Something like: She was so good, impressive, godlike, incredible… .. Shit!