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When you shouted at me I saw my father in the 2nd grade
Concerned, and kind yet unable to reach me.

Guess the song.
“I miss Chico I swear that’s my brother.”
(edited 5 years ago)
I know that you want me
You know that I want you
The memories haunt me
I know that they haunt you too
But it's alright you'll be fine
Baby it's alright you'll be fine
As long as your mine take a look at the time
It gets cold at night when you're alone outside
But it's fine I'll be fine
Pay me no mind
Girl
Pay me no mind

Just look at the brightside
Just look at the club lights
I gotta look at the brightside
I guess she wasn't the one right
This isn't what loves like
That's for sure


Help me find a way to pass the time
Everybody's telling me life's short but I wanna die
Help me find a way to make you mine
Everybody's telling me not to
But I'm gonna try
Now I'm getting high again tonight
(edited 5 years ago)
There's a song playing on the radio
Sky high in the airwaves on the morning show
And there's a lifeline slipping as the record plays
As I open the blinds in my mind, I'm believing that you could stay
Original post by Persistor
I know that you want me
You know that I want you
The memories haunt me
I know that they haunt you too
But it's alright you'll be fine
Baby it's alright you'll be fine
As long as your mine take a look at the time
It gets cold at night when you're alone outside
But it's fine I'll be fine
Pay me no mind
Girl
Pay me no mind

Just look at the brightside
Just look at the club lights
I gotta look at the brightside
I guess she wasn't the one right
This isn't what loves like
That's for sure


Help me find a way to pass the time
Everybody's telling me life's short but I wanna die
Help me find a way to make you mine
Everybody's telling me not to
But I'm gonna try
Now I'm getting high again tonight


Wow. Someone on tsr with a great music taste lit😂
You been through some ****, through some ****
Better hold on tight, don't lose your ****
You're just like me Ima prove that ****
Got the noose tied tight better loosen it

Haven't slept all night hallucinating
40 hours mind is fading
Heart is racing, grip your chest
Contemplate about your death

Nobody but you got you
**** everybody around you
They just doubt you
Maybe you think they'd
Be better off without you

Think your life don't mean ****
**** it whats the reason
Wish I wasn't breathing
All I do is resent


Anything and everything to do with me
I'm through with me
I pop the bottle
Swear to god I'm bout to swallow every dream
God speed
Give a **** about me
Don't try to surround me
With your positivity
I'm happy with my misery
Just wanna watch my wrist bleed
Nobody would miss me
Pop some shells look
Down the barrel
This is it
I'm feeling it
I'm feeling sick
I hope my family understands
I'm sorry this is really it
I'm sorry this is really it

Gun shot, middle of the front yard
Girlfriend, found the body, searching
Questions always lurkin'
Answers never come in
Sick inside her stomach
Empty feeling nothing
She forgot what love is

All black, life off track
Got no will to live, lost that
She just wants him brought back
Home again, she'll never get over it
Or ever learn to cope with it
No saving her shes over it
No saving her its over

Ive had some friends do the same ****
Left me here just blaming
Myself, said they never got help
***** I was right here
All I do is fight tears
Look at me
Now you're dead at 6 feet
Suicide at 5th street
****in' pussy left
A mother and a kid
Wondering what daddy did
Daddy's in a better place
Said they had to hide the face
I just had to drive away
**** your funeral I'm leaving you
Just like you left me too
I'm sick of losing you
There are no unbeatable odds
There are no believable Gods
There are no unnamable names
Shall I say it again? Yeah

There are no impossible dreams
There are no invisible seams
Each night when the day is through
I don't ask much, I just want you

hello
come on, Chelsea speak a little French to me. I heard you spent two whole semesters drinking wine, while I was stuck in Jersey, trying to save some money. I guess I'm just another thing you left behind.

(any TFB fans out there??)
If love is a drug then where is the cure for the girl who used to talk to you about her dreams

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