Never Let Me Go.
And it's over and I'm going under but I'm not giving up I'm just giving in. Slipping underneath.. So cold but so sweet..
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And it's over and I'm going under but I'm not giving up I'm just giving in. Slipping underneath.. So cold but so sweet..
You are so much, ok.
She's not afraid to wear a plain face in front of you. 'Cause I she asked if she looked pretty,. Without missing you'd say "You do". And you're not afraid to look like a fool. Is it too much to say.
I cut myself today Accidentally you must understand I was making a cheese sandwich But I butchered my right hand The pain it caused was real A concern for those who saw My wound is pouring out All...
We lament, Hoping for a listener. Can anybody hear our cries of pain.
Sit, slow down. Think. Is this worth it. Anger, The blood-red broth, Bubbling within, frothing, Waiting to spill from a mouth, Waiting to roll off a tongue, And poison the next.
*All credit goes to 3 Doors Down* I really love this song, it relates to me so much. If you've never heard this song, look it up.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
These are just a couple of verses from this extensive mass of a narrative song I wrote quite some time ago now.
"SAVE ME, SAVE ME" Screaming people crying Crying for thy savior, but Is blind to see the truth Oh, can't you see Rain is falling from sky 'Cause angels shed their tears CRYING for your sins I...
Time; it's taking its sweet time erasing you..
Disorder is adorable..
I am reposting cause I noticed nobody saw it, it got overlooked.. I want to see some opinions on it, it's not required but would love to read the opinions..
Cutting away these translucent ropes. Slit the wrists of the standard approach..
She is what reality could be. I'm flirting with a girl made up in head. She's been here before, she's my subconscious lover who changes form. Sometimes she follows and doesn't desist to observe.
I'm an artist; a creator of my selves and all of their personalities. What they call well rounded is simply all of my wonderful characters dying for attention; an astounding example of massacre..
'Cause we are broken. What must we do to restore our innocence and oh, the promise we adored. Give us life again cause we just wanna be whole..
I've seen the likes of one too many mornings. The whole around my soul will not begin to mend. I sought the light beyond my final calling. The voices in my head won't ever end.
Half the dreams we hold in life, Live just to see the light we're living, Yet they all fade away. So say you want to talk tonight, I'll make it all alright.
And now, it's coming clear.. that I don't need you here; in this world around me, I'm glad you disappeared..
First time you screamed at me, I should have made you leave, I should have known it could be so much better. I hope you're missing me, I hope I've made you see.. that I'm gone forever..
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones, enough to make my systems blow. Welcome to the new age, to the new age. I'm radioactive, radioactive..
We can't be friends, it's just too tough. It's not that I don't love you, it's that I love you way too much..
We can't be friends, we both know that.. You can't tell me you don't love her and I've got no right to ask. So I'll pretend like I don't care..