Romans & histoires Make Me Wanna Die Lyrics The Pretty Reckless

All I want now, is to fucking die. Yes, I want to die!

/I don't wanna go another day So, I'm telling you what is on my mind Seems like everybody's breaking up And throwing their love away But I know I got a good thing right here That's why I say, hey/ /Nobody gonna love me better I'ma stick with you forever Nobody gonna take me higher I'ma stick with you/ /You know how to appreciate me I'ma stick with you, my baby Nobody ever made me feel this way I'ma stick with you/ "Seriously?" I ask her with my brows raised after hearing the song. "Do you want to sing that?"

▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ ‘. . .I don't wanna be this cold (cold) Shivering to my bones (bones) Someone reset my soul, oh, oh And I don't wanna be locked up (up) I don't wanna feel this down (down) I just wanna scream and shout. I'll go out, grow my hair too long Sing your least favourite song At the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh)

The pills rattled against the glass. “Is this what you mean by love? Luca, you wanted me dead so that your b*st*rd son could take my place.” He went pale. His lips trembled, but no words came out. “Since you enjoy feeding people these,” I continued calmly, “tonight, you can have a taste of it.” I snapped my fingers. Uncle Rocco stepped forward, carrying a bowl of dark liquid. It contained ten times the dosage. “No… No, please!” Luca struggled violently against the ropes.

U DO SET D BAR PRETTY HIGH COUZ BUT U AIN’T GETTIN TO HELL B4 US. DON’T DIE M & R BRAINY, BAD AND BOUJEE

} | My steed got eaten by a dragon Poor horsey, he was already skin and bones (Skin and bones) When I feel like it's already game over Enemies come at me from all directions Baby you're the resurrection You're my rhyme and reason You give me extra life You bring me right back to life (Oh won't you be my wife?) | But I'd gladly spend a hundred lifetimes Oh, I'd gladly die a hundred deaths If it meant that I could touch you Even just for a moment Coz baby, only you have the power

I tapped my feet on the floor, that was what I usually do wherever I found myself in a tight spot. “That's insane.” “But it doesn't provide an answer. Are we celebrating or not?” I huffed and got up and approached him and poked a finger into his broad and muscular chest. “I don't give a damn about anyone. If you want to celebrate, then fine. I'm up for it, after all I have been dying to get out of this house.” I told him, gesturing to the small apartment we both share.

I know that are not there I don't wanna die but I don't wanna live like this I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel Something really real so that I can really Feel like a person again I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel Something really real so that I can really Feel like a person again If I am telling the truth Watching my friends break their hearts into two Makes me jealous, I know that it's cruel But what can you do? And it's not fair I keep on writing a sequel to stories I know that are not there I don't wanna die but I don't wanna live like this I just wanna feel something, I

He titled his head, the monster showed up, "Sorry love, but i gotta hurt you one last time." Before i forget, me loves ya all ❤️

I'm gonna be so dead but I feel satisfied We are just starting! To be continued...