Bad Intentions
Artist: Digital Daggers
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Bad Intentions Lyrics

Under investigation lies a bitter heart
Let the poison sink in, let it leave its mark
There used to be a lightness, used to be a spark
Broke communication, let it go too far
Come closer, deep down
You might like what I found
I am not what I've done, what I've become
The smoking gun
Can't fight these bad intentions
I am not what I've done, what I've become
The smoking gun
Can't fight these bad intentions!
I thought I was the victim, I played it well
Sifted through the wreckage, couldn't find myself
I tried to be salvation, tried to make a change
Oh, I've gone too far, looked the other way
Come closer, deep down
You might like what I've found
I am not what I've done, what I've become
The smoking gun
Can't fight these bad intentions
I am not what I've done, what I've become
The smoking gun
Can't fight these bad intentions
Just pull the trigger, I'll take the pain
You know you wanted to
You know you wanted to
Just pull the trigger, I'll take the blame
I'll be the villain, just play the game
I found a bitter heart
I am not what I've done, what I've become
The smoking gun
Can't fight these bad intentions
I am not what I've done, what I've become
The smoking gun
Can't fight these bad intentions
Just pull the trigger, I'll take the pain
Can't fight these bad intentions
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon

Damon: You know what they are? Children. Like lighting a candle's going to make everything OK, or even saying a prayer. Or pretending Elena's not going to end up just like the rest of us murdering vampires. Stupid, delusional, exasperating little children. And I know what you're going to say: 'It makes them feel better, Damon.' So what? For how long? A minute, a day? What difference does it make? Because in the end, when you lose somebody, every candle, every prayer is not going to make up for the fact that the only thing you have left is hole in your life where that somebody that you cared about used to be. And a rock with a birthday carved into it that I'm pretty sure is wrong. So thanks, friend. Thanks for leaving me here to babysit. Because I should be long gone by now. I didn't get the girl, remember? I'm just stuck here fighting my brother and taking care of the kids. You owe me big.
Alaric: I miss you too, buddy.