Keeping Me Alive Lyrics Novels & Stories

Tristan "Oh no, not I, I will survive," I savoured the taste of alcohol, the chorus and verses of the song blending seamlessly. Gently humming along to the tune, "Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive. I've got all my life to live. And I've got all my love to give, and I'll survive." The song played in the background, as a barrage of questions swirled in my head.

But being a singer in a band makes it hard, especially when it's time for the request. Their first set began with a disco and five alternative rock songs. It was okay because he doesn't get affected that much. But when the request started coming in, Anderson can feel his heart beginning to break into pieces all over again. No matter how hard he prays that people won't request sad love songs, they still did. Anderson just swallowed hard, trying to hold the tears forming in his eyes. This is the first time that Anderson has ever experienced pain like this. Lana was his first girlfriend, and he always that she will be his last. Just thinking about not seeing her again makes him want to cry.

On a bridge, where there wasn't a rail in the way? Or a neighborhood street where the little kids play? Or the Angeles Crest in the snow or the rain? What if you weren't alone? There were kids in the car What if you were remote? No one knows where you are If you changed anything, would you not have survived? You're alive, you're alive, you're alive And I know you don't remember calling me But I told you, even then you looked so pretty In your hospital bed I remember you said you were scared And so am I

As long as I am alive, I have to endure. TO BE CONTINUED

Unnecessary? Maybe, because she was alive. She was alive. And, I have never been happier before now. She is alive. She is alive. She is fucking alive and I would keep repeating it in my head until my heart explodes with the power of happiness in these three words. She is alive.

"Ah, ah, ah... Save me, save me! Who can save me? Pain, pain, I'm in so much pain! Please save me, or kill me, don't let me continue to live in this state! If I live like this, I would rather die, I really would rather die!" "Kill me, kill me! In my current state, can I still be alive? In my current state, I am already dead! Living like this is better than dying! Someone, come and kill me! Living like this, I really don't want it, I really want to die. Please, someone, come and kill me, kill me!"

I have to stay alive. I pick up the phone again, but my fingers aren’t working. My vision’s going black, my head spinning, but I force myself to call out again. “Rylan... help me. Please.” The world tilts again, and my head hits the dirt. The last thing I remember is the sound of my own breath rasping in the dark. “Get the hell up, Jaxon,” I mutter to myself. “Don’t fucking die now.” I have to survive this. I have to.

Until I’m not being crushed by the fear that’s trying to consume me. This isn’t forever. I’ll be okay. Grandpa will find me. He’ll keep me safe. icanttakeit. This isn’t forever. Riley will find me. This isn’t forever. iwontmakeit. This isn’t forever. imgoingtodie. He’ll keep me safe. Keep me safe. Caleb will protect me. nohewont. I’ll be okay. noiwont. I can protect myself. noicant. “Riley? Grandpa?” I whisper into the void. “Help. Cal, are you there? I need you.”

And deep in my chest, that same primal instinct rose again. Mine to protect. Mine to keep alive. Mine. Then the ground beneath us cracked open.

Alright," I accepted. We took our positions, side by side to each other, but careful to keep a safe distance. The intro music came on in the background and Celine Dion's face appeared on the big screen, behind us. “It’s about to start, five, four, three, two, one go!" Ashley yelled. My grip on the microphone handed to me tightened, and I opened my mouth and let the lyrics of the song flow out. I get wings to fly Oh, oh, I'm alive When you call on me When I hear you breathe I get wings to fly I feel that I'm alive