Lone Digger Lyrics Novels & Stories

It is when I start to dream that my slumber goes downhill. In my dreams, I chase the man with my wallet. We are in the alley, he has my wrist and my arms begin to burn. My blood pumps like lava, black veins wrapping up my limbs like vines and I screech as my skin sears. In the darkness, a handsome devil watches with dark blank eyes. He is unohaded by my suffering, even when I cry to him, the only bystander, to help me. I thrash about and try to pry myself free of the monster holding my wrists, when suddenly he becomes a bear. A huge, red eyed, demonic bear and he bellows in my face with yellowed razor teeth. I hear a scream thst I know is my mother's, and as I turn away in useless guilt, the

All Time Low’s Something gotta give was their fight song in a sense. “Someone please come pull me out. From the shadow of my doubt. Wake me up. I'm falling. Wake me up. Say enough is enough. I'm dying to live. Something's gotta give. Pull me out of this sinking town. I'm dying to live. Something's gotta give…” Her voice raised higher cracking as she was feeling the emotions from not having him around anymore. Her shoulders started to quake from the tears spilling down her cheeks.

Little liar. He has a beautiful voice? I giggle to myself. I remember it felt good to push him off the mountain, to watch his face. The vodka has made me sloppy, but you should know I'm not a light head. Or maybe I am. Mahone slowly plays the chords. "I have somethin' to say, but you're not here So, I'm gazing at the moonlit sky and say these words, You appeared in my life, like a comet You showed me all the stars, all the shiniest

A second page/ you reach a chapter You're on the phone/but no one's there Another thing you can't keep after Another time you're left alone I know/you're the lonliest person I know Just a flag in the wind that wont blow Just a tear rolling down the window You see that I know/you're the lonliest person I know Just a blade in the grass/that won't grow Just a hand holding on to let go You see that I know/you're the lonliest person I know Just a fly living in the back row Just a slap in the face that won’t show"

I'm falling In all the good times, I find myself longing for change And in the bad times, I fear myself I'm off the deep end, watch as I dive in I'll never meet the ground Crash through the surface, where they can't hurt us We're far from the shallow now In the sha-ha, sha-ha-llow In the sha-ha-sha-la-la-la-llow In the sha-ha, sha-ha-llow We're far from the shallow now With each word he sang, one could feel the passion with which he was singing. Like he was singing for his woman.

Alexa replied. 🎶🎶Don't cut me down, throw me out, leave me here to waste I once was a man with dignity and grace Now I'm slippin' through the cracks of your cold embrace So please, please🎶🎶 🎶 Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly

"Give me love like her, 'cause lately I've been waking up alone, Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt... Told you I'd let them go, And that I'll fight my corner, Maybe tonight I'll call ya, After my blood turns into alcohol, No, I just wanna hold ya." He carried me away with the sound of his voice and twirled me in circles as we danced to the invisible beat. "Give a little time to me or burn this out, We'll play hide and seek to turn this around.

Who do you think you're fooling? The day I was murdered, I begged Albert over and over not to kill me. He asked me if I had any last wishes. I said I wanted to call my mom, just one last time. I wanted to call her Mom again. Albert agreed. He said as long as Mom was willing to trade her life for mine, he would let me live. However, Mom didn't love me. She didn't even care. She hated me. The moment the call was cut off, I stopped struggling.

Antonio had ignited something in me, and I desperately wanted him to keep going. But the persistent knocks showed no sign of stopping. "Yvonne, I know you're in there! Please, come out. I can't survive without my TV," Larry called out again. His voice was growing louder, drawing the attention of other neighbors. Hearing that, I let out a long sigh. I turned back toward Antonio, only for him to lean in and press his lips to mine, his intentions clear. But the knocking outside went on and on. I knew Larry well enough—he was elderly, lived alone, and had no children. Watching old-fashioned cable TV was his sole source of entertainment. Without it, his days became unbearably dull.

They whispered among themselves while pointing their fingers at me, but I couldn't care less. I was indeed deranged, someone who lost everything in just a mere hour. Someone who had been living in a shadowed fairytale for five years, how could she be sane? How can anyone stay sane after losing their everything? Wiping my eyes with the back of my hand, but the tears wouldn't stop coming. I didn't look back, and ran faster. The warriors didn't care enough to chase me. While my mate is in his own world with his beloved childhood sweetheart. It killed me to even think about it.