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Get promoted. Powered by OnRad. Think you know music? Test your MusicIQ here! In Lyrics. By Artist. By Album. Listen online. Notify me of new comments via email. Cancel Report. Create a new account. There was an error. Street Spirit. General Comment Best cover of this song, that stuck true to the melody.

Aenima21 on August 20, Link. Memory mm the room wuz on fire and no on could save me but u its strange wut devotion can make. General Comment Yeah, really is a great cover. Corey's voice is just amazing maja88 on September 13, Link. Artists - S. Rate These Lyrics. Cover 1 Cover Song 1 Remake 1 Log in to add a tag. More Stone Sour Lyrics. She half expected one of the dumbasses to snatch her back into the car or at least grab hold of her wrist, just to be sure she wasn't making a run for it, but they didn't, not at first at least.

She appreciated the inch of freedom, getting the chance to stretch her arms above her head without the trouble of restraints. She sighed, inhaling the slight breeze, the air wasn't particularly 'clean'; sure it was overly polluted and smelled of freshly placed manure, but it was still considered fresh air in comparison to the damp, bacteria-ridden space Honey had recently been accompanied by.

Schlatt took his time, leisurely making his way around the car to the other side. He stood at her side with a displeased look, but at this point, Honey figured that was just his default expression, so didn't decide to question it. He demanded, holding his palm out in front of her, hoping she'd cooperatively match it with his.

She chirped; "but I think I'll pass". Honey began walking on her own, and he let her without any sign of disagreement, no shit-talking, or forceful maneuvering, just a weak sigh, so meek, she felt as if she may have imagined it. Honey was well aware that this small act of kindness from the 'big bad ram' meant nothing, she wasn't gaining his trust, or becoming someone genuinely he liked being around, he was testing her.

No matter what she chose to do, he'd learn more about her, how she thinks. She wouldn't run, not yet, it would be too careless, and Honey was borderline genius, planning an escape over time was more her speed. He imagined she'd attempt finding an object heavy enough to defend herself with, knocking him down at least long enough to make a break for it, or maybe finding a way to disappear down an isle, and never be seen again.

That would be smart, simple but effective, he partially hoped for the second option, playing a bit of hide n' seek might liven up the day. The only issue with this was the fact that Honey found it boring, Schlatt was still unsure of the level of insanity she dwelled at.

Honey mumbled under her breath, reading the neon yellow sign in the window. Souls mumbled, yet somehow still sounded less sure than Honey. Schlatt was keeping his thoughts to himself, trying to ignore his own frustration, for everything he went through to get them there it better be worth it.

She pushed the door open, bell ringing as her body set off the motion sensor. It was far bigger inside than it looked, painfully illuminated by fluorescents so bright they produced an obnoxious buzzing sound. There anything I can help ya' with? Schlatt gave Souls an impatient glare, although they'd just arrived he was certainly ready to get this over with.

Luckily, Souls got the idea and made his way to the counter to talk to the man, leaving Honey and Schlatt at the entrance. He firmly took her hand in his, holding more of her sleeve than actual flesh, her shirt was clearly a couple sizes too big, hanging past her fingertips. He tried looking as inconspicuous as possible, dragging her down an isle, pretending to be interested in whatever the shelves were stocked with.

She decided against being difficult, for now alteast. She nodded towards their intertwined hands, gently squeezing his fingers.