Trash Alex G Lyrics Novels & Stories

My hands were slick with sweat. "I'm scared this is a dream," he murmured, resting his forehead against mine. "That I'll wake up, and you'll be gone." The raw emotion in his voice hit me like a wave. Without thinking, I ran my fingers through his hair, whispering, "It's not a dream. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere." His shoulders eased, and he pulled me closer into his embrace. Ray's trip back was all for me—he just couldn't resist seeing me.

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

I tried to pull away, but he held my hand down firmly. "Let go!" He looked up at me, eyes damp and stubborn, full of grievance. "You can't mess with me and then walk away like nothing happened, you know." I turned my face away. "We already broke up!" Oliver let out a soft laugh. "Says who?" I stared at him, too stunned by his shamelessness to speak. Meanwhile, he casually dragged my hand over his body while saying, "Are those thirst-trap guys you watch built better than me? Can they make you feel good? Can they make you moan in bed like…"

He couldn't move a single inch. "Let me go, you piece of trash!" Trevor screamed, his voice cracking as he clawed at my wrist. He was painting, sweat dripping down his temple. He turned so red, a tomato's got nothing on him. "You stole her! You stole my life, and you stole my girl!"

Shifters can drink a hell of a lot more than humans without feeling the effects, but nobody’s sober after slamming a half a bottle of whiskey. He selects a song and presses play, the opening bars of Machine Gun Kelly’s ‘bloody valentine’ overtaking the silence in the cab of the Jeep. It’s not the upbeat, peppy version of the song- it’s the acoustic version with Travis Barker on drums. MGK’s gritty, melancholic voice comes out crisply through the speakers, the low hum of Chase’s joining in to sing along to the lyrics.

Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets To carry love, to carry children of our own We are still kids, but we're so in love Fighting against all odds I know we'll be alright this time Darling, just hold my hand Be my girl, I'll be your man I see my future in your eyes "L-Lucas," I called to him so he released from hugging me. "You know I think I'm trash so I was just surprised when you said you love me."

Where the original fell neatly, I threw in a curve. It’s not pretty. But it’s honest. “You’re warping it,” he says softly, more observation than accusation. “Good,” I say. “They don’t get to keep the clean version and leave me with all the rust.” I let my voice in, low and rough. *You thought this song was yours to bury / you thought these notes would stay in stone / but I can twist the ghost you carried / turn your dirge into my own…* The words slide out easier than I expected.

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to Because after all, I foolishly love you -Gabbie Sanchez 🔸🔸🔸

On our first wedding anniversary, my husband's childhood friend, Sophia York, is busy policing what I eat. "This one's too spicy. You can't have it." "This one won't do. It's far too greasy." "This one is deep-fried, too. You can't eat it." She smacks my fork away before taking my glass of orange juice away from me too. Once she's done, all that's left in front of me is a bowl of plain pasta. There are 12 dishes on the table, but plain pasta is the only thing I'm allowed to eat. Looking at me sympathetically, my husband, Ivan Jefferson, picks up a piece of beef that's been rinsed with water and places it on my plate. "Listen to Sophia, okay? She's a nutritionist. Once you recover fr

Oh, Beyonce, Beyonce Oh, Shakira, Shakira (hey) He said I'm worth it, his one desire I know things about that him you wouldn't want to read about He kissed me, his one and only, (yes) beautiful liar (Oh) We can live without him Just a beautiful liar I dance and I danced till my cheeks were wet with tears. Xavier I wish we had have never met you are so hard to forget.... But now Xavier it is time for some payback.... You will pay for your deeds.... You are too hard to forget and I love you so dearly and now I won't chase after you but this time.... I Will Make You Chase After Me And I promise it Xavier.....