Lose Yourself Eminem Lyrics Novels & Stories

Oh, this is quite possibly the funniest and most idiotic mistake someone could ever make towards me. “Well, how do you find any time to match every word with every rhyme? But if I lose it all for you, was it ever really true? How do I start to tell you the truth of what I do? You’re the one who’s gone and shaped me, the single one who raised me. But does that mean I’ll ever find the truth to set me free? Hey-yeah, hey-yeah, oh.”

But it didn't just stop there. He also lost everything he had. He lost his properties, he got fired from his recording label, his fans left him, and nobody else would ever want to work with him anymore. His voice, which he'd always been proud of, had been ruined by an acid attack, and his face was also disfigured. He was utterly, thoroughly destroyed. He then turned on the gas stove and ended his life, holding the only photo of me that I'd taken together with him. … Cyrus and I boarded the plane to Doraway. We were going on our honeymoon.

"In the dark, I'm lost and alone Can't seem to find my own way home I'm wandering, searching for the light Hoping for something to make things right In the dark, I stumble and fall Trying to make sense of it all But the shadows are too much to bear And I'm struggling just to breathe the air But then I hear a voice that's clear and bright A melody that breaks through the night And suddenly, there's hope in my heart A chance for a brand new start So I follow that sound, so melodious, so sweet

"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.

I allow myself to relax- strangely, my body allowed it, even after what had just happened. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The world was starting to feel less real now. The veil was covering my eyes, I was drifting off to sleep. I couldn’t even feel the rough hard cold floor full of pebbles and hay. I couldn’t hear Torin muttering some profanities. Reality faded away, just as I wanted it to. For it must, for me to tell you how it all happened.

My chest heaved as I stared down at him like he was a total stranger. "You're crazy…" he wheezed, sweat pouring down his forehead. "Yeah, I am," I emphasized each word. "You're the one who drove me there." The moment the words left my mouth, my strength vanished. The tears came in a flood. All the betrayal, fury, and sheer disgust exploded all at once. Just then, Cade reached out and gave my arm a gentle tap. He leaned in and whispered, "Don't cry." "What?" I was sobbing.

I let him support me as we walked up the stairs, step by step. He settled me into bed, tucked the blanket around me, and spoke gently. "Be good and sleep. Don't think about anything. Everything will be better tomorrow." I closed my eyes. A moment later, I felt his light kiss fall on my forehead. The door closed softly behind him, and the room sank into silence. My eyes snapped open. Tears slid silently across my entire face. 'Eric, there is no tomorrow for us. Our world ended the moment you chose to plan that death.'

When I open them, Luke is still watching me, waiting. "I need to get my bags," I whisper into the phone. "Luke will take care of everything. Just come to me." This man has always been able to turn my rational mind into chaos. He makes me forget who I am, forget what I want, forget every promise I've made to myself. I hand the phone back to Luke without another word and follow him toward the Range Rover. My legs feel like they're made of water, but I keep walking. I'm such an idiot.

“I didn’t know it would turn out like this. I swear—” “It’s okay,” I told him gently. “Really. I’m fine.” But inside, I wasn’t just fine. I was awakened. And I wasn’t stepping down again. “Chelsey, I’ll go ahead. Please help Deniz explain things to the designer and Mr. Cayab,” I said quickly, already slipping out of the conversation. “I’ll call you when I get home.” I didn’t wait for her reply. I was too overwhelmed, too desperate to escape the suffocating air backstage.

And I thought I saw you out there crying And I thought I heard you call my name And I thought I heard you out there crying But are we all lost stars Trying to light up the dark? But are we all lost stars Trying to light up the dark?