21 Guns Lyrics Novels & Stories

Hindi nila alam na kami ay mga multo na dahan-dahang papasok sa anino ng gabi. “Two o’clock. Dalawang kalaban. Ako sa kaliwa,” bulong ko. “Sige. Three... two... one.” Sabay naming pinatumba ang dalawa gamit ang silenced pistol. Isa sa ulo, isa sa leeg. Walang kaluskos, walang sigaw.

"I remember tears streaming down your face When I said I'll never let you go When all those shadows almost killed your light I remember you said don't leave me here alone But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight." "Just close your eyes, the sun is going down You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound." nakapikit ako habang kinakanta ito "Don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire The war outside our door keeps raging on Hold onto this lullaby even when the music's gone, gone." "Just close your eyes, the sun is going down You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now

Everything around is exerting nostalgic feeling. ♪ You can take everything I have You can break everything I am Like I'm made of glass Like I'm made of paper Go on and try to tear me down I will be rising from the ground Like a skyscraper Like a skyscraper♪ Umawang ang aking labi kasabay ng mahinang pagpasok ng guitara at drum sa aking likod nang nakitang naluluha si Daddy. I saw how tears rolled down on his eyes. Ngumiti ako sa aking ama.

I cocked my gun and open fire. Two loud bangs reverberate through the chaotic air making Bree whimper and me, calm as I watched two more bodies drop to the now crimson floor. My friends were silent for a moment, tila tinitimbang ang mga salitang binigkas ko o hinihintay kung buhay pa ako.

"Simulan ko na. Eherm. Eherm. Fallin' out, fallin' in Nothing's sure in this world no, no Breakin' out, breakin' in Never knowin' what lies ahead We can really never tell it all no, no, no Say goodbye, say hello To a lover or friend Sometimes we Never could understand Why some things begin then just end We can really never tell it all no, no, no But oh, can't you see That no matter what happens Life goes on and on So Oh baby, please smile

"You’re so bold and brave, coming back to this country and wandering around alone, knowing that I’m out of jail." He examined the gun as if he was cleaning its barrel. "Do you know that I haven’t used this in a long time? I can’t even remember what it sounds like when you pull the trigger. Want me to try it on you?" he asked, pointing the gun at me. I bravely stood my ground. What was the point of running and trying to save myself when with one pull of the trigger, he could send me straight to my grave? "I’ve been dead for a long time, Lucas. When you killed my parents, you also killed my life, so go ahead, shoot me. Kill me," I dared him.

“Puno ang langit ng bituin at kay lamig pa ng hangin sa'yong tingin akoy nababaliw giliw at sa awitin kong ito sana'y maibigan mo ibubuhos ko ang buong puso ko sa isang munting harana para sayo.” The sound of the ukulele and two guitars was joined by Nathaniel’s rhythm. Everyone turned their attention to a new group of people on the stage which is the White Lion gang. They came onto the stage to jam with us. They sang the second verse of the song. But...

I notified my friends to point their guns as he entered. "JERICO, 'WAG---HMMPPP!" I covered her mouth when she's about to shout. "As soon as he stepped on the door, you fired your gun at the same time. Understand?" I told and they all nodded. He's almost here ... Come on Sandoval. I murmured, "In a 5 ... 4 ... 3 ..." I cocked my gun, "2 ..." "'WAG JERICOO! 'WAG KANG PAPASOK!"

You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you say I'm talking loud, not saying much I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet Shoot me down, but I get up I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose Fire away, fire away Ricochet, you take your aim Fire away, fire away You shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium You shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium Cut me down, but it's you who'll have further to fall Ghost town and haunted love Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones I'm talking loud, not saying much I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose

While looking at them, I remembered the band I was listening too the other night. Guns N Roses... I was the gun and Telulah was the rose... And I guess, Monmon wanted the rose more than he needed the gun... And I don't know why my fourteen year old brain was thinking this way... It's just that, I feel so different...