Invincible Lyrics Muse Novels & Stories

“I used to be so tough Never really gave enough And then you caught my eye Giving me the feeling of a lightning strike. Look at me now, I’m falling I can’t even talk, still stuttering This ground I’m on keep shaking Oh oh oh now! All I wanna be, yeah, all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you All I wanna be, yeah, all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you! Everybody’s tryna be a billionaire But every time I look at you, I’m just don’t care

Oh, people like us we've gotta stick together Keep your head up, nothing lasts forever Here's to the damned to the lost and forgotten It's hard to get high when you're living on the bottom Oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh We are 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 Hey, this is not a funeral It's a revolution, after all your tears have turned to rage Just wait, everything will be okay Even when you're feeling like it's going down in flames Oh, people like us we've gotta stick together Keep your head up nothing lasts forever Here's to the damned, to the lost and forgotten It's hard to get high when you're living on the bottom

But now, things were very different, and I was determined to put everything in its place. ~"Once again, I dance alone, Amidst the shadows, With my pain, Freedom arrives, And I'm not mistaken, In this darkness, I see my worth."~ The lyrics echoed in my mind, like a mantra, each word resonating with the strength I had found in myself. Humming the melody, I felt a surge of confidence building, each note reminding me that I was stronger than I ever imagined. The past had no power over me, and music was a reminder of my new reality.

Invincible. I wanted to feel that. So I closed my eyes. Let the music take over. Let the beat drown out the memory of Dante’s cold hands on me. Let it smother the image of my mother’s smile in a photo I couldn’t look at anymore. Amanda twirled back toward me, flushed and breathless. Her eyes sparkled like mischief had a heartbeat. She laced her fingers through mine again and tugged hard. “Come on,” she yelled over the music. “We’re starting this night right.”

"I take a step and the ground quakes" "They come at me with their full strength" "But still I'm someone that they can't take" "Ain't no one that can catch me slipping" "I can't keep count of the a** I'm kicking" "If this was a game they'd say I'm cheating" "Cus they brought guns but their shots are missing"

“I love you princess. Keep looking at the blue sky. Keep blinking. Keep listening to my voice.” I tried to keep my eyes open. I wanted to listen to him but my eyes closed again. I couldn’t hear him anymore. I was going to be alone but I wasn’t afraid anymore. The bad man would never come to me because he said I would be alone. He would not be there to hurt me.

I can hear some music coming out of his room, which just makes me feel even worse! ****… I will protect you, From all around you, I will be here don’t you cry For one so small, you seem so strong my arms will hold you, Keep you safe and warm This bond between us, can’t be broken I will be here, don’t you cry ‘cause you'll be in my heart Yes, you'll be in my heart, from this day on Now and forever more You'll be in my heart, no matter what they say You'll be here in my heart, always...****

I’m waiting, so please come home. She sends the song through next. It’s ‘Take On The World’ by You Me At Six. And with all the lyrics I know I’m not waiting a second to fight for her and with her. I can tell her. It’s not my fault but for the longest time I truly thought and believed it was. ‘Just say the word, we’ll take on the world’ ‘Look in my eyes, I will never desert you.’ ‘Nobody knows you the way that I know you.’

| {In the fell clutch of circumstance} {I have not winced nor cried aloud} | What keeps repeating in my head are the words of the poem "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley; something the Sisters taught me at Nuestra Señora de la Buen Viaje and I memorized as a child. I used to recite the same words to myself during severe attacks of depression. I guess I forgot that I knew them, just like many other parts of my childhood. “I said…” I tell Septimus, a little louder this time, “… you’re wrong.”

I don't think they'd understand it, no I don't think they would accept me, no I loved and I loved and I lost you I loved and I loved and I lost you I loved and I loved and I lost you And it hurts like hell Yeah it hurts like hell Dreams fight with machines Inside my head like adversaries Come wrestle me free Clean from the war Your heart fits like a key Into the lock on the wall I turn it over, I turn it over But I can't escape I turn it over, I turn it over I loved and I loved and I lost you I loved and I loved and I lost you I loved and I loved and I lost you And it hurts like hell -Cut by Plumb I’m not a stranger No, I am yours With crippled anger And tears that still drip sore A fragile