Beggin On Your Knees Lyrics Novels & Stories

The person sneered and almost immediately, I felt the push making me fall to the ground weakly. "I'm sorry" I mumbled trying to stand up but the grasp on my hair made me fall weakly to the floor. "Let go" I whimpered trying to push the hands off but the hand held my hair firmer. "Please" I begged whimpered as the person pulled on my hair tighter. "On your knees" the person ordered and I realized it's a girl. Why's she telling me to go on my knees? "Let go" I ordered with all courage in me.

He dropped to one knee so suddenly that even the guards tensed. “Please.” The word came out raw. “I’m begging you. I know I don’t deserve it. I know I’m the last person who should be standing in a place like this asking for anything. But I love you. I never stopped. Seeing you on that screen with him....watching you smile at another man the way you used to smile at me...it broke something. I can’t live with it. Take me back. We can leave the country. Start over. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it right.” The sight of him on his knees should have moved her. Once, it might have.

He looks directly at me when he says it. The music starts. The first new song is slow. Haunting. Piano and his voice. The lyrics are about emptiness. About feeling nothing while everyone watches. The crowd is silent. Just listening. I'm shooting but also hearing every word. The second song is faster. Angry. About pushing people away to protect yourself. The third song destroys me. It's called "Three Feet." The chorus: **You're standing three feet from me / But I can't reach across / I built these walls myself / Now I'm paying the cost**

My throat tightens as I force the words out. “Drop to my knees,” I whisper, barely audible. “Then do it.” His voice is commanding, dangerous. “Now, right here. On your knees and don't look up.” My body trembles with a mixture of fear and something else I can’t quite place. My legs feel like they weigh a thousand pounds, but I force myself to move. It takes everything in me to sink down, the dirt beneath me cold and rough against my knees. I feel like I’m betraying myself, my body at war with my mind.

“You’re trembling.” “I’m turned on.” His hand slid between my thighs and confirmed it. I was soaked obscene and glistening. “I want you to remember something,” he said, fingers stroking lazily. “This is still your choice. Always.” “I know.” “Good. Then get on your knees.” I knelt on the rug, eyes locked on his. He didn’t unzip immediately. He made me wait fingertips trailing my jaw, tracing my lips. “You want to taste it?” “Yes.” “Then beg.”

I feel totally comfortable with no worry. "So should we compose a song or should we just sing?" He asked. "Let's just sing" I said and he replied with an 'okay' turning on his piano. "Let's sing the one we composed yesterday" He said and i nodded. We cleared our throats.. "Ready?" He asked. "Of course" I said happily. We started singing; 🎵Wounds fades with time. 🎵Our worlds begin to cross path. 🎵You made me exist in your world.

The lyrics go like this, I’m lighting I’m thunder I’ll bury you underground, Underground Look at me Attack me I’ll put you on your knees cause I’m ready now I’m ready now Ah ya I’m gonna break you, break you down. Ah ya, it’s all or nothing, nothing now. You going up against the greatest and it’s gonna get messy If you wanna try to test me You’re going up against the greatest take a swing, you’re gonna miss me. Yeah, it’s going down in history.

” The crowd starts clapping in time with the song, and some members even shine flashlights as they wave them back and forth. “When we woke up, did you know we almost broke? One tear, a scream, a choke, the world was silent as we spoke. Nothing could change it, our bodies fought to submit. But something deep inside me told me that you always found the time to make sure that we grew up fine! But if I lose it all for you, was it ever really true? How do I start to tell you the truth of what I do? You’re the one who’s gone and shaped me, the single one who raised me. But does that mean I’ll ever find the truth to set me free?”

For a moment, everything became still. “How dare you,” she said. Her voice was no longer soft. No longer controlled. “Talk to the future Luna like that?” I did not speak. I did not react. I simply stood there. “Get down,” she said. I looked at her. “On your knees.” There was no hesitation in her voice. No room for argument. No space for refusal. Slowly, I went down. My knees touched the ground. The pain did not matter. “Beg,” she said.

I smirked at him and focused on other people and nodded my head to the musician to start the music. I began to tap my hand on the microphone to follow the tempo. And I sang: The world can be a nasty place, You know it, I know it, yeah, We don't have to fall from grace, Put down the weapons you fight with, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead now,