Lirik Lagu Another Day นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hearing his words, I sneered inwardly. A happy future? He never intended for us to have any kind of future together. In the end, talking about things like our future, our marriage, and commitment was nothing more than sweet lies meant to placate me. They were meant to keep me playing along. Those so-called excuses were just another veiled warning from Cheryl. She was letting me know that Gilbert would always belong to her.

🎶I don't want another pretty face I don't want just anyone to hold I don't want my love to go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul🎶 🎶I know that you are something special To you, I'd be always faithful I want to be what you always needed Then I hope you'll see the heart in me🎶 🎶I don't want another pretty face I don't want just anyone to hold I don't want my love to go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul You're the one I want to chase You're the one I want to hold I won't let another minute go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul Your beautiful soul, yeah🎶 -- FREY

AUTHOR'S NOTE. LET ME POST THE SONG LYRICS FOR YOU GUYS, IN CASE YOU ARE INTERESTED. This is the Korean version. Not Today All the underdogs in the world A day may come when we lose But it is not today Today we fight! No not today eonjenga kkocheun jigetji But no not today geu ttaega oneureun aniji No no not today ajigeun jukgien Too good day No no not today No no no not today

“Goodbye”. Said a pair of trembling lips on the verge of cracking their voice, served by pearls leaving the orbs amidst the pair of eyes so red that could pour blood instead of those crystal pearls, if possible. All those visions could earn was another pair of orbs, agonizing a stare so warm as that of a sauna.

I fired, enough of her tantrum. “You have a sharp mouth for someone who lost the bet and is no longer a student after this dinner.” “At least let me enjoy the moment now,” I said back. I told the DJ to play “The day I will see you”, one of King’s songs. The song was filled with emotions like he was yearning for something. “Searched all the cities Searched everywhere Even held parties You were never there The day I will see you Never letting you go Gonna hug you tighter

She glared at me, her voice dropping to a threatening whisper, “Don’t lie to me. Tell me all the details.” When she threatened to cut off my mother's medical treatment, I had no choice but to spill the truth. [Flashback] The memory of that day remained crystal clear. The rainy season always was pervaded by a lingering and inescapable scent of rust. I sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, unconsciously twirling a scalpel in my hand. Outside, the neon lights blurred into colorful patches in the curtain of rain, reminiscing about the peach blossoms shattered upon the river's surface in New Valetta that year.

"Bring it to my office once it's revised." "Yes, Mr. Gilmore," I whispered. Back at my desk, my phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Mr. Y's texts flooded in, one after another, like a relentless drumbeat I couldn't escape. "Darling, the forecast says it's going to rain tonight. Come home early." He then sent me 500 dollars. "Use it for a taxi. Don't squeeze into the subway." "I learned a new song. I'll sing it for you tonight."

"We shall one day stand on the stage of highest honor and shine as brightly as the sun." I muttered softly, "I did it, Shawn. If there's a next life, I hope you'll achieve the same." A gentle breeze caressed my ears. I finally let go of my past in pursuit of a brand new future.

I'm... losing consciousness... and what's... that voice? ... melancholy.. tomorrow? It's dark... I can't move... What happened? ...Did I die? No! Please... I haven't... granted their wishes yet! And Ria... I have to... go back. Don't die, Miles! You bastard! You're the scum of... society! Don't die... asshole! I don't want to... die... I don't... want to die. I don't want to die!

"Why won’t it come clean? Why is it still so dirty? "It’s all my fault. I didn’t stay clean, and now I deserve to be abandoned."