Think About You Guns N Roses Lyrics Novels & Stories

Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great Tired of the fuckin' hate Stackin' cheese all on my plate So outside of my misery, I think I'll find A way of envisioning a better life For the rest of us, the rest of us There's hope for the rest of us, the rest of us” She thought to herself how these lyrics were so related to her life,”Okay, she keep cryin', she keep cryin' every single night Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my- Said I wanna die, yuh No, I'm not alright, yuh I might start a riot I'm so fuckin' tired, yuh”

’ she felt like slamming something but swallowed back her anger. ‘I have yet to show you my big gun yet and you're already shooting yourself. How pathetic!’ Rose thought, she can imagine herself throwing her head back and bursting into a loud laughter.

I started singing and she played the guitar. ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ (Verse 1) ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ In the depths of my mind, I'm lost in a haze, Thoughts of Tuberose, like a lingering maze. Her words dance in my heart, a captivating art,

How many times will you walk away? I just have to let you know. I'm not tryna start a fire with this flame. But I'm worried that your heart my feel the same. And I have to be honest with you baby, tell me if I'm wrong and this is crazy but I got you this Rose and I need to know oo. Would you let it die or let it grow. The music did a magic to my soul and I felt every bit of the song, the song was surely for a moment like this.

No, I ain't got nothin' to smile about I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for A moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thing I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth And I'ma let you speak if you just let me breathe

I know he wanted to convey something through his singing. I'd climb every mountainAnd swim every oceanJust to be with youAnd fix what I've brokenOh, 'cause I need you to seeThat you are the reason 🎶🎶🎵 He slowly approached me then he handed me a boauque of red roses. There goes my hand shakingAnd you are the reasonMy heart keeps bleedingI need you nowIf I could turn back the clockI'd make sure the light defeated the darkI'd spend every hour, of every dayKeeping you safe 🎶🎵🎵

I raised the mic, closed my eyes, breathed deeply… And I sang: 🎵 “I wanna come home to roses…” The line cracked like lightning in a stormy sky. Pure. Raw. Crystalline. The cheers blurred into silence. 🎵 “And dirty little notes on post-its…”🎵 🎵 “And when my hair starts turning gray…”🎵 🎵 “He’ll say I’m like a fine wine, better with age…” 🎵 My voice trembled, but didn’t falter. The room fell into a hush so deep, even the air stilled.

"What the fuck is that? We have a long series of arguments and bullshit and you only give us one heck of a cryptic message? We don't need some riddles and cryptic messages and bullshits from you goddamn fairy fuckers! We want a real location for fucks sake!" Rose screeched as she pulled the trigger of her gun and another gunshot echoed through the room.

I stared at him in confusion. “…Guns ‘N Roses? …off of Use Your Illusion?” Ryan saw I had no idea what he was talking about. “Well, it was a good allusion. Ha – ‘allusion’… ‘illusion’…” “You’re such a dork,” I teased him. “And you’re functionally rock ‘n roll illiterate,” he kidded me back. “I know all the important songs.” “Oh yeah?” “Yeah. Like yours,” I said in a playfully saccharine voice.

*I don't say a word* *But still, you take my breath and steal the things I know* *There you go, saving me from out of the cold* *Fire on fire would normally kill us* *But this much desire, together, we're winners* *They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners* *But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms* *'Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me* *And look in my eyes* *You are perfection, my only direction* *It's fire on fire, mmm* *It's fire on fire* "Kind of," Rose said. At that moment, she took her phone and started scrolling through it. While I didn't understand what they were doing, when my voice suddenly rose from Rose's phone, I cut off the song and turned