Rescue MeHawthorne HeightsLYRICS:Just BreatheThe Midnight air will do you wellBelieveI miss your taste, I miss your smellThe past mistakes that brought you hereI'll break the fall for you my dearI'll ask the nurse for bandagesAnd send me on my wayRescue meFrom everythingI just wanna liveI wish I could breatheEvery other dayI sit and wait for the same bad newsCan you hear me sayI've got nothing left to loseSomeone please start making senseAnd beg the lord for accidentsI've seen the worst case scenarioSlowly letting goRescue meFrom everythingI just wanna liveI wish I could breatheRescue meFrom everythingI just wanna liveI wish I could breathRescue meFrom everythingI just wanna liveI wish i could breatheRescue meFrom everythingI just wanna liveI just wanna breatheRescue meFrom everythingI just wanna liveI wish I could breatheRescue meFrom everythingI just wanna liveI wish I could breathe STORY:Time: November 20th, 2007TOM KAULITZThere Bill goes again. Singing to some song by Borton Mights or whatever the band was called. I personally didn't understand it. It was a band. Not a person. "hey Tomi?""What" I replied bitterly to my younger brother."Do You live Hawthorne Heights" that's the name of the band. I don't mind them but I thought he was listening to some other band."They're okay not as good as Samy Deluxe and definitely not as good as Aerosmith."Nuhuh Hawthorne Heights is the best in the world""Bill I'm not going to discuss this with you""Fine" and he skipped into his room and started singing again. I closed the door and started to : November 22nd, 2007Bill was dragging me to a Hawthorne Heights concert in Magdeburg. I told my mom i didn't want to go but i was forced. Why does Bill get what he wants? I don't know if that was proper English but still. Every time he wants something the prince gets it. He's so spoiled. It's un-fucking-believable. Why can't that happen to me. I now have to call and cancel ALL of my plans with my friends for this little : November 24th, 2007ERON BUCCIARELLI"DUDE WAKE UP" in a matter of minutes I heard JT, Matt, and Micah get out of bed and sit next to Casey's still body. It was almost to still. I slapped his face a few times to help wake him up. "His body is cold" Micah stated sounding scared. "And there's not pulse" I looked at JT he seemed scared fruitless. Matt, he looked like he was about to cry. I called our manager "WHAT DO WE DO" I screamed over the phone. In a matter of minutes he was there. He ran out of the bus us following. He screamed for some one. Anyone to call 911. When the paramedics came. After what seemed like hours they came out and said "He's in God's hands now" JT looked crushed. Matt looked like he was going to cry. Micah the same. Me. I was in pure shock. My best friend...: November 30th, 2007BILL KAULITZI stayed in my room after i heard of my favorite guitarists death. He seemed so alive at the concert. Now...Now he's gone and there's nothing i can do except cry. I've been crying for days. I missed some school out of pure depression even. Tom's been bringing home my homework for me. He's so nice...not. I wish I could stop crying but i can't. Tom just walked in. "Bill I know he was your favorite guitarist but please. Stop crying. Billa come here" He pulled me into his lap and I just sat there. Comforted by his touch. I hadn't talked to him since...before the concert. wow. I would never do that normally. But I was mourning over the loss of my favorite Guitarist and Unclean singer. Tom hushed my thoughts. "Billa I know you need some sleep. What will it take to make you sleep" he asked me."I don't know Tom. I don't know. I think i need to be rescued though" I yawned. It was a big yawn to. Tom picked me up and set me on my bed."Gute Nacht Bill" He said. For once In my life i felt rescued.