Down With The Sickness Lyrics Novels & Stories

I said flatly. There was no way I'd play the sucker again.

"Please… save me… It hurts… I'm dying… I'm sorry… Leo… Luke… Ryan… Rupert…" Leo swayed violently, almost collapsing to the ground.

“I don’t want to hope for you, Nick. I don’t want to completely fall for you. Can you... can you just be mean? Show me how bad you are so I won't completely fall for you.” Let me know if you'd like me to translate any other sections!

The door clicked shut, and Damon just stood there. His hand still on the handle, fingers stiff, like if he let go, everything inside him might spill out. The hallway was empty, quiet, but his chest felt too loud—heart slamming against bone, breath uneven. He backed up until his shoulders hit the wall. He pressed his palms to it like he needed something solid to keep from falling apart. “Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, dragging a hand through his hair. He hadn’t meant to say it. Not out loud. Not to her.

We might even hurt each other…" Her eyes locked onto his, burning with a frenzied desperation. "Let's do this while we're still sane enough to think!" "Stop this madness!" Harvey shouted. "I'm warning you—get off me, or we're done as friends!" Niamh let out a frustrated cry. "I'm not asking you to take responsibility! I'm not some purity-obsessed prude! "We're just curing the poison! Once it's out of our systems, everything goes back to normal!"

Joel’s face twisted further in frustration, and Esther added, “Oh, and don’t overthink tonight, okay? I was the one who asked Joel to do this. It’s just a little wish of mine. You’re always so understanding, aren’t you?” I couldn’t help the cold smile that tugged at my lips. My voice was calm but edged with sarcasm as I said, “Yeah, I’m very understanding. So, I’ve decided I’m done with Joel. He’s yours now.” “Shirley!” Joel yelled, drawing the attention of the surrounding crowd. He quickly regained his composure, his voice dropping to a gentle murmur as he leaned in. “Let’s not make a scene, alright? You know Esther has depression, so stop being so aggressive.”

Especially after having declined my mother's last check and ignored her call as the idiot I am. Always get the money first. Did you learn nothing? I am ready to leave my workplace, putting my helmet up as I sit on my bike, as a deep voice calls for me. “Oi, boy. What are you doing?” Looking up, I see Dimitrios waving at me, and I groan as he reaches me with fast steps. Why can’t I just die in peace? *** The music thunders through the club, the bass making the floor vibrate, helping my headache to drill a hole into my brain.

I sat on the swing next to him and I looked at my phone before turning off the music. "How was your day?" I asked as I took off my headsets and packed it in the pocket of my coat together with my phone. "What do you want?" "I want to know how your day went." "If I tell you how it went, will you leave?" I hummed. "It depends on my satisfaction." "My day was shit," he answered, keeping his eyes down. "Some annoying assholes came to recruit members for their club in my class. One of them kept trying to get me to join but I have no interest in clubs. Especially those where we have to interact too much."

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but I'm only human and I bleed when I fall down I'm only human and I crash and break down your words in my head knives in my heart you pull me up and I fall apart cos I'm only human.)