Like The Ceiling Can't Hold Us Song Novels & Stories

For who? Air rushes out of my lungs and my insides knot. She cannot have a kid for another man. I scroll through Mama Mace’s page. It’s either a new account or she doesn’t post often. There are only three videos. Her most viral being the one with our sound. I tap on the second video, and my heart twists into itself. “She’s singing about us,” I say to no one in particular. My knees buckle. I slide down to the floor, toss Sam’s phone to him, and bring out mine to view the videos. The lyrics of the song are on the screen instead of her face. It’s the chorus of Tangled sheets. Our song.

My legs wobble as I stagger off as I sing Justin Bieber and Sean Kingston's Eenie Meenie. The song really tastes bad on my tongue. I've never been good at singing. Even everything, also keeping my mate too. I have been doing everything to make our relationship work and one night he breaks the bond between us and discards me like trash. "Heaven! This is fucking ridiculous!" I laugh out loud like a mad lady and grab my head as the scene flashes on my mind for the hundredth time. Then I sing. Don't leave me out here dancing alone. Can't make up your mind, mind, mind, mind. Not trying to rewind, wind, wind, wind, wind.

BECAUSE WE’RE ABLE TO BE JUST YOU AND ME WITHIN THESE WALLS BUT WHEN WE GO OUTSIDE YOU’RE GONNA WAKE UP AND SEE THAT IT WAS HOPELESS AFTER ALL NO ONE CAN REWRITE THE STARS HOW CAN YOU SAY YOU’LL BE MINE? EVERYTHING KEEPS US APART AND I’M NOT THE ONE YOU WERE MEANT TO FIND IT’S NOT UP TO YOU IT’S NOT UP TO ME WHEN EVERYONE TELLS US WHAT WE CAN BE HOW CAN WE REWRITE THE STARS? SAY THAT THE WORLD CAN BE OURS TONIGHT Then both started singing together. ALL I WANT IS TO FLY WITH YOU ALL I WANT IS TO FALL WITH YOU SO JUST GIVE ME ALL OF YOU IT FEELS IMPOSSIBLE, IS IT IMPOSSIBLE?

'Hah, just one thing after another. "You owe me a lot after this," I whispered to her which made her look at me with confused eyes. I took a deep breath and screamed at the top of my lungs. "Shut up!" "Shut up!" "Shut up!" The whole hall became extremely quiet. That was the beginning of the song that Celene composed. It was meant to be sung in a low tone voice, as if the singer was depressed and sad, telling things in her mind to shut up. But with this band shaken to the core, let's cause another thing to wake them up from their senses.

Her lips open to express the message of the song. ~"Skies are crying I am watching Catching teardrops in my hands Only silence Has its ending Like we never had a chance Do you have to Make me feel like There is nothing left of me You can take everything I have You can break everything I am Like I'm made of glass Like I'm made of paper Go on and try to tear me down I will be rising from the ground Like a skyscraper Like a skyscraper"~ In every second that passed, the music became more deafening, the drumming beat thud together with her heart, her solid voice hitting every note, no matter how significant.

I needed at least a few hours to just sit and stare at the ceiling of my room while being depressed about my stupid bad luck. Kaylee smirked at me when she pulled away from the boy I had a crush on. The person who caught my eye at that moment, who stood right behind Kaylee, almost made me cry out in joy. A certain wicked idea popped into my brain as I looked from Kaylee’s smirk to his confused eyes. I took a deep breath as my feet moved on their own to him. Now or never, Liv! Just like a very intelligent woman once said, ‘Kill a demon today, face the devil tomorrow’.

Gold is fake and real love hurts. But nothing hurts when I'm alone. And you're with me and we're alone. Let me crawl inside your veins. I'll build a wall give you a ball and chain. Its not like me to be so mean you're all I wanted. Just let me hold you. Like a hostage. * Billie Elish *

The man who held my wrists on that roof and said my name like it mattered. I wrote about that. Over and over. Like if I put it in music, it would become safer. Permanent. Mine. I clear my throat. “What’s next?” Ty asks. I hesitate. Then I force myself to speak. “This one’s… slower.” I swallow. “It’s called Anchor.” Serena’s voice is gentle. “Okay. Take us there.” My fingers find the chords. They’re simple. Bare. The kind of progression you can’t hide behind. I sing.

A song I’m familiar with, Hold on by Chord Overstreet bursts through the speakers. This song breaks my heart because I feel every emotion and every word sung. It gives me a vivid memory of a tragedy I’m still trying to forget, one that gives me nightmares til this day. Before I know it, I am singing along to it. “I can’t imagine a world with you gone, the joy and the chaos, the demon’s we’re made of. I'd be so lost if you left me alone..you locked yourself in your bathroom. Laying on the floor when I break through, I pull you in to feel your heartbeat. Can you hear me screaming please don’t leave me. Hold on, I still want you. Come back I still need you-” My voice cracks and the tears I di

“On this 12A floor, no one has ever played loud music, nor has anyone listened to such horrible music. Only you! If you don't follow what I said, I'll report it to the building manager." She tried to label Amanda and threatened her when she didn't. Her face from bewildered turned into displeasure. “I said no! So what is the song that you say no one listens to?" Amanda also doesn't understand what kind of music people don't like to listen to at night. "The song repeats the phrase don't leave me alone on the cold ground, a bunch of insects nibbling on my body."