Defending her aesthetic decision

Sofia asked me to listen and then sang a song about her hands being dry that went dry dry dry dry dry dry dry dry dry dry dry dry with a little melody behind it. At the end she raised her voice to a scream. I told her I liked the song up until the end. She asked why and I said because it got a little too loud. She defended her choice by saying, that's because it had to die.

I was persuaded by her argument.