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Maps
Maroon 5 Lyrics


I miss the taste of the sweet life
I miss the conversation
I'm searching for a song tonight
I'm changing all of the stations
I like to think that we had it all
We drew a map to a better place
But on that road I took a fall
Oh baby, why did you run away?

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you
All the roads you took came back to me
So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following

I hear your voice in my sleep at night
Hard to resist temptation
'Cause something strange has come over me
Now I can't get over you
No I just can't get over you

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you
All the roads you took came back to me
So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh

Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in you darkest times
Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest nights

Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in you darkest times
Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you
All the roads you took came back to me
So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Benjamin Levin, Adam Noah Levine, Ammar Malik, Ryan Benjamin Tedder, Noel Patrick Zancanella

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Joiry Brown

I miss the taste of a sweeter life
I miss the conversation
I'm searching for a song tonight
I'm changing all of the stations

I like to think that we had it all
We drew a map to a better place
But on that road I took a fall
Oh, baby, why did you run away?

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder, where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder, where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following

I hear your voice in my sleep at night
Hard to resist temptation
'Cause something strange has come over me
And now I can't get over you
No, I just can't get over you

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah
Oh oh oh

Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest time
Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest nights

Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest time
Oh, I was there for you
Oh, in your darkest nights

But I wonder, where were you?
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder, where were you?
When all the roads you took came back to me

So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following



Flat Broke Studios

Storytime with Marsy

So when I was younger, maybe in seventh grade, I found myself friendless again. If you don't know what it feels like to be alone in a small, tightly-knit private school, let me tell you it's one of the worst types of alone. I ended up growing so desperate for someone to be close to that I befriended (for privacy's sake we'll call her) Jessica.

At first it weren't so bad, you know, we were in a small group of me, Jessica and (we'll call her) Rose. Rose was amazing, she was nice to me but always took Jessica's side. Jessica was bold and loud, and seemed to think Michael Jackson and Brittney Spears were personality traits. Nonetheless, I enjoyed being with those two, even if I was quiet and didn't join the conversations too often.

As time went on, Jessica began to show her true colours. Turns out she was the sort who did not care about a thing. At all. When I was having a bad day thanks to my Tragic BackstoryTM, she would tell me not to hold on to the past, as if it were ever that easy. She began setting off my triggers and giving me panic attacks for her own entertainment, and you know what? I stayed because I still thought of her as a friend and I didn't want to be alone. It was a labyrinth. I found a new friend who we'll call Eli, and that was one of her favourite topics to exploit. She teased me about like-liking him, even though she knew I saw him as a friend.

Eventually, it got to me so far I snapped and scratched her arm. I drew blood, and felt terrible about it afterward. That was the first time I took a blade to myself. But she was still a friend, right? I still supported her when she was having a bad day, and for her sake repressed anything that wasn't happy. But when a close friend of mine passed, I couldn't anymore. I was so sad I went fully non-verbal. Eli was really nice about it and understood why I wasn't making a sound, but Jessica didn't. And by that, I mean recess rolled around and I was sitting with the group, eating my chisps in silence and she said, "Don't be sad, you're no fun when you're sad!"

That was the moment I realised I was there for her in her darkest times but she wasn't there for me when I was at my worst.

Now before we go any further, this story does have a happy ending.

I stopped hanging out with the group, occasionally drifting back because of Rose, but in the end Eli supported me through everything, I moved schools but stayed in touch with him and I'm finally recovering. She still left a mark but like any piece of art, one black splodge doesn't make it worthless.

If you're still reading, thanks for listening to my little story, and I hope you picked something up from it or even just enjoyed it. Have a great day, comment reader :)



Dani Dino

I want to tell you a short story that is part of my life.

A guy who has been hunting me since 2013. Back in 2012 we used to be best friends. We were teenagers, and I thought that I had a crush on him, but I was wrong. Only later I realized that it was platonic love. He was like my brother, my best friend and he meant so much to me. We started smoking together and doing rebellious things. Then I moved away to another country. We stopped talking because back then the first touch phones didnt have wifi. After half a year I talked to him on facebook and he told me that he became the greatest druggy (taking and dealing drugs) of our grade and that he is doing really great. I was shocked. Not because I thought that he would never do drugs, but because I never thought he would go so far. He also became addicted to nicotine and was partying, drinking and smoking most of the time.
I talked to him a few more times until I came back home in 2014. I texted him. I was excited to meet him again, but he had changed. I barely recognized him. He was so quiet, didn't talk at all, he was so distant but from the remaining people of our old class, I was the only one he would actually talk to and greet when we met in the hall ways. He failed a grade and was a grade below me, but we had the same way home, so I saw him often in the morning and after school.
I was really upset because he ignored my texts and didn't want to talk. The worst thing comes now:


I started dreaming about him. The first dream I had that was about him was back in 2013. I dreamt a few times about him. Then in 2014 I dreamt about him again. Then again and again and again. A few times a week but at some point I started dreaming about him every single night.
In my dreams I saw the younger version of him. How we hang out, had fun, just like old times.
How could I get him out of my head and forget about the old times when he haunted me in my dreams?
I can relate to Maroon 5 - Animals because of this. I dont see anything dirty in the lyrics, because for me the lyrics means that he is haunting me down at night in my dreams eating me alive making me suffer, whenever I see him in the tram in the morning and I cant speak to him but at night we go back to being old buddies. The lyrics means that I cant hide from him because he is in my head and will always come back to me when I sleep and we get along when he is inside my head. He is really like a drug that is killing me. "You can start over you can run free... but you cant stay away from me"...


It was truly a nightmare. The more time passed the more I thought about the dreams, about us about what happened to him. And then I got an idea in my head that made it all worse. What if its all my fault? He was always there for me, taking care of me even if he didnt show it. He stopped giving me more cigerattes back then so I dont get addicted. But all I've done to him was abandonig him. I could have been there for him, stopped him from getting into drugs or from fucking up his live even more but I, his closest friend was gone when he needed me the most.

Thats when this song comes. It reminds me of him so badly. As if this lyrics is him speaking to me.
Because its already 2020 but guess who hasnt left my dreams yet? I dont dream as frequently about him anymore but he is still haunting me at night.

In 2015 I moved away again, without saying goodbye to him, because we werent talking anyway. I had a dream where he kissed me on my cheek and told me that he forgives me. This dream made me cry but it was the last dream I had about him for a few months.


If you read that far, then I thank you for listening. I had to get this out of my chest, especially after listening to this song again.



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Thom maaas

Music : happy
Story : sad af

hisokasbitch lol

@GOLDENSHOVEL I actually fell for it-

Low Key

FR HAHAHAHA

Sunny Parkk

This song is from the girl's perspective but is told/sang by the guy, that's why if you watch the music video of this you can easily conclude that the girl didn't make it

Anime Weeb

@GOLDENSHOVEL f

Hunter Martin

ion see how you think this is happy

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Javier Chee

Only those who are not from Tik Tok can like this

Solo_ Alpha

I came here from my car radio lmao 😂😂😂

Sir. Jay

@᪥ ʟɪɴɢᴜɪɴᴇ ᪥ so lets name a few issues. Teenagers being recommended people shooting themselves on camera, the majority of people are generally obnoxious and it's currently the biggest platform for pedos. you'll never be able to change my mind about how bad tiktok is or its past. and don't give me the reddit is worse bullshit because it really isn't.

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