Think About You Guns N Roses Lyrics Novels & Stories

"What I thought, I did Don't teach me morals babe, I don't even give a shit I own your heart, your soul, your mind I go crazy without you, your love made me blind With you my life is colourful, without you it's black and white Leaving me was a wrong move Rose, so you better come back to your Mr. Right." Xavier's P.O.V. "My beautiful innocent Rose"

“As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death…I take a look at my life, and realize there's nothin' left…'Cause I've been blastin' and laughin' so long…That even my momma thinks that my mind is gone….But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it…Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of…You better watch how you talkin' and where you walkin’…Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk…I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc…As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke…Fool, I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like…On my knees in the night, sayin' prayers in the streetlight…Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise…Been spendin' mos

'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him Coulda been somebody's son And I took his heart when I pulled out that gun Rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum Man down Rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum Man down Oh, mama, mama, mama I just shot a man down In Central Station In front of a big old crowd Oh, why? Oh, why? Oh, mama, mama, mama I just shot a man down In Central Station It's a twenty-two, I call her Peggy Sue When she fits right down in my shoes What you expect me to do if you're playing me for a fool? I will lose my cool and reach for my firearm I didn't mean to lay him down But it's too late to turn back now Don't know what I was thinking Now he's no longer living

What fucking bullshit is the Shit Witch going to throw at me now? “Bum bum bum bum. Painting the roses red. We’re painting the roses red. We dare not stop, or waste a drop. So let the paint be spread. We’re painting the roses reeeed. We’re painting the roses red. Oh, painting the roses red. And many a tear be shed, because we know, they’ll cease to grow. In fact, they’ll soon be dead. NOOOOO… And yet we go ahead, painting the roses red. Painting the roses red. We’re painting the roses red.” A trio of voices sang as I saw shadows of you guess it PLAYING CARDS! “OH FUCK NO! I’ll kill them all!” I clenched my hands into fists, pocketing the watch for the moment.

GUNS AND ROSES CHAPTER SEVEN MARIA PAUL'S POV ********************************* I got home after a long day sorting books, amongst others. The bookshop needed some cleaning and i was ready to the task. I stared at the envelope given to me by miss debbie and to be honest am between crossroads. I dont know what to do or to say, am scared of attending public events but should i let peter control how i function forever? A tear slipped from my eye, my life has been tiring and most times i think of ending it all. But i can't be that selfish, how would my parents heal from the indelible wound i might have caused in their poor weary hearts.

But she wears short skirts, and I wear T-shirts She's cheer captain, and I'm on the bleachers Dreamin 'bout the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time. Rose sang with smudged lyrics and mak an insecure ear. Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you? Been here all along, so why can't you see You belong with me Standing 'by and waitin' at your back door All this time, how could you not know, baby You belong with me You belong with me You belong with me Have you ever thought just maybe You belong with me You belong to me.

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth

🎵I hope a trap boy's your type🎵 🎶why?🎶 🎵Cause I don't have a nine to five🎵 🎶alright🎶 🎵I get that your standards high but I'm not a random guy, I'm different🎵 🎶lliterally🎶 🎵When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it🎵 🎶calm🎶 🎵You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guys you're trippin', trippin🎵

People say it's to have what we share That's why I put all of me into this~ [Music] A few seconds passed and I didn't hear Zik answer my question. [Music] We can go through the storm~ Weather the pain I'm always right here~ (always right here) Then you can tear down the walls~ Break down your pride~ I'm always right here~ [Music] "Because--Because, I think--ah--I think I like you Lee." he stammered. *O____O*

Every note of my brother's favorite rock song escaped through his well-drawn lips, taking my mind back to that fucking desert the screams, the dust, the blood around the sweaty body inside the uniform the gun in my hands, and when it reached the highest note I felt like a fisherman, sailing on the high seas being attracted by the song of a siren. That everything, everything ends That everything, everything ends "I told you they're good," Tip cut in on my thoughts by filling his glass. I was so engrossed I didn't even realize I'd finished my drink, amidst the lump wrapping around my throat like a snake about to rip the last breath from my lungs. - Who are they? - I managed to pronounce withou