Custer Lyrics Novels & Stories

Celeste had cleared the stage, and the tech crew had queued up the instrumental for a slow, smoky jazz piece. She took the mic. The lights dimmed. The music started. And for a moment—just a breath—Aurora hesitated. But then she remembered Skyler’s words from the rooftop. They only see the shine. So she sang. Her voice floated into the space, warm and full. She didn’t belt. She didn’t push. She let the words glide like smoke curling through a keyhole. Halfway through, she closed her eyes, letting the lyrics wrap around her like silk.

in’…I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the street…So I gotta be down with the hood team…Too much television watchin' got me chasin' dreams…I'm a educated fool with money on my mind…Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye…I'm a loc'd out gangsta, set trippin' banger…And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger…Fool, death ain't nothin' but a heart beat away…I'm livin' life do or die, what can I say?…I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24?…The way things is goin', I don't know…Tell me why are we so blind to see…That the ones we hurt are you and me?…Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise…Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise…Keep

Stella had always liked to endure the pain silently, with her lips pursed. "Do you not want to sing?" Stella asked, clutching her belly in pain. Jasper sang, "I would rather keep all the pain in my heart than forget your eyes, give me the courage to believe again, and I would cross the lies to hug you. Whenever I couldn't find the purpose of living, and whenever I get lost in the dark night, the brightest star in the night sky, please guide me with the light on the road ahead of me." Jasper was choking with sobs when he sang the last sentence.

If I’m back underground Would you stick around or forget my name? Would you stay? Would you stay? Would you stay, yeah? Would you stay? Would you stay? Would you stay, yeah? If we had to move away from L.A ‘Cause I couldn’t handle the lights (Handle the lights) If it was all over today (Over today) Can you tell me, would we survive? (Survive) Without the Five stars and Four Seasons With three words that have a meaning You say yes, but do you mean it? Yeah If what we did in public

She needed fresh air. Leaving her empty glass on the counter, she grabbed her small purse and pushed away from the bar. Her legs felt incredibly heavy, uncoordinated and completely detached from her brain. She kept her head down, pushing blindly through the crush of bodies, aiming for the velvet-lined staircase at the back of the club. Climbing the stairs was a physical battle. Her head spun wildly with every step. By the time she reached the top landing, the deafening noise of the ground floor had completely vanished, replaced by the heavy, thick silence of the second floor.

The locker room door had barely closed behind the last exhausted football player when Asmodea’s voice slithered through Emily’s mind like molten honey. *Such a good little futa whore… but your hunger is nowhere near satisfied. The Westfield Wolves’ cheer squad is right next door, all those pretty, stuck-up rival bitches who thought they could out-cheer you tonight. They’re in the showers now, laughing about how “pure” and “wholesome” you used to be. Go show them what pure really means.*

And I was washed away in a wave of Cazz so deep and pure, it threatened to steal my soul. ***** Soundtrack for the next chapter is “Rise Above it All” by UNSECRET and Mike Mains.

I’m not used to running this slow, but it makes it even easier for me to keep my eyes on Rieka. I’m enjoying her music. I already knew she liked a wide variety of styles, but this playlist was something unique. I kept glancing at her phone sitting on the jogging stroller to make a mental note of the songs and artist that she enjoys listening to. “What’s Up Danger” from the Spiderman Into the Spider Verse movie “Treasure” by Bruno Mars “Pitiful” by a band called Blindside. I’ve never heard of them before, but I make the connection to her t-shirt. I’ll have to look up more of their stuff later.

Dress down Please find me hurry If you hang out with that girl That must be quite boring Dress down I want to be shown more like, My breathing stops Please tell me, tell me why In the midst of the blurry club light she made it to the ladies room to clean herself up.When she walked in there were two ladies reapplying their excessive make up. And the song was so loud she could still hear it. Lights are gleaming. They look blue (sad) And you coming closer to me I don't know what to do with myself

Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh You've just got to turn it up loud when the flames get higher Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like us Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh We're all misfits living in a world on fire Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like us Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh You've just got to turn it up loud when the flames get higher Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like us We didn't even know when we eventually fell asleep