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"The End: The Playlist Oprea" I don't know if this counts here, if it doesn't and gets removed so be it

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okay so i made a playlist, that was meant to be a liner story like a rock opera, about, war, death, and eternal love, since screenshots are not allowed in this sub, i'll list the songs and how each song makeup the story



The Playlist as 14 songs in total and consists of different styles, artists, and even decades ranging from 1940s cooning and jazz, to 2000s punk rock

"I don't wanna set the world on fire" shows a relationship between a man and a woman

"The End" is a draft letter coming to the man in the og "Black Parade" it meant a cancer dionosis but I used a little imagination



"We'll Meet Again" is the wife comforting the main character before setting out

"Fortunate Son" is the man in the frontlines

"Ghost Of You" is him missing his wife

"bad moon arrising" is a nuklar attack warning

"when the wind blows" is the blast

"It's the end of the world as we know it" is the fallout

"Mamma I'm Coming Home" is him coming back to see his wife

"Paint It Black" the wife dies

"Seasons Don't Fear The Reaper" is him accepting death

"Bullets" is him killing himself

"Welcome To The Black Parade" is him entering the afterlife

"Die with a smile" (meant to be the "if the world was ending I want to be next to you couldn't find that on spotfi) but this is meant to be him reuniting

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