Dumb Ways To Die Lyrics Novels & Stories

Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great Tired of the fuckin' hate Stackin' cheese all on my plate So outside of my misery, I think I'll find A way of envisioning a better life For the rest of us, the rest of us There's hope for the rest of us, the rest of us” She thought to herself how these lyrics were so related to her life,”Okay, she keep cryin', she keep cryin' every single night Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my- Said I wanna die, yuh No, I'm not alright, yuh I might start a riot I'm so fuckin' tired, yuh”

Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere The tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very, very Mad world, mad world Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy birthday, happy birthday And I feel the way that every child should Sit and listen, sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous Noone knew me, noone knew me Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson Look right through me,

This life's go no escape, Go hard until I can't see straight, Sunlight burn in' my eyes, How the fuck am I still alive? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa)

Only trouble is, gee whiz I'm dreamin' my life away I need you so that I could die I love you so and that is why Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Dream, dream, dream, dream Dream I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine Anytime night or day Only trouble is, gee whiz I'm dreamin' my life away I need you so that I could die I love you so and that is why Whenever I want you, all I have to do is Dream, dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream ***The beginning is sometimes the end, and the end is sometimes the beginning. The end…

"CLEAR A PATH NOW UNLESS YOU WANT TO SEE THIS CHILD DIE!!!" Fuck my life. So much for keeping things quiet.

It felt just like—death. Meanwhile, my family waited anxiously. Seeing the doctor return, they quickly donned their helmets without hesitation. Somewhere beyond my dying breaths, the machine's cold melody wrenched the last light of my mind back into memories.

“DUFFER” “SO WHAT D’ YA SAY, GUYS ?” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “LOUDER !! THEY CAN’T HEAR YA !!!!!” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !”

Jay is two years older then me, has two much older half brothers and is the a proud uncle to seven nieces and nephews. “ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, IM GONNA GETCHA , IMMA GETCHA, GETCHA, GETCHA” I sing at the top of my lungs hearing shouting from other fellow cell mates for them to shut me the fuck up, which I don’t and only scream out louder. “I WILL DRIVE PAST YOUR HOUSE. AND IF THE LIGHTS ARE ALL OUT” there’s a loud bang on the door then it fly’s open to reveal a slightly pissed of man and a very amused Zane.

She felt stupid to believe their lies but now it was too late. Her insides were already burning as she drank some acid. She knew she was dying and she could not do anything as the poison was too strong. "W h o a... w h o a... I t... i s... j u s t.. s o m e... s o u p. Y o u ... l i k e... t h i s.... s t u p i d... s o u p... m o r e... t h a n... m e... h u h?

Chapter 1 - Who the hell owns these death devils? --- "Is it too late now to say sorry? Cause I'm missing more than just your body. Is it too late now to say sorry? Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah. Is it too late to say that I'm sorry now?" I sang completely off-tune to Justin Bieber’s song, tapping my foot on the floor of the car as my fingers tapped on the steering wheel.