by Smile For You » Wed Jul 09, 2014 9:19 pm
Ellissa glared at Alex. "That wasn't funny..." She said defensively. "I'd jab you in the ribs, but I'm nice. So I won't." She grinned at him. She laughed when he said that he liked Rudimental. "Okay, sit back, relax, and listen." She murmured, strumming her guitar. She started to sing.
"I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates
Not many people want me at their parties
Tryna find my place, some place, oh I, oh I, oh I
And I drink a little more than recommended
This world ain’t exactly what my heart expected
Tryna find my way someway, oh I, oh I, oh I
See, whoa, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me
But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free
Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me
But, hey, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free
If you ask the church then I am no believer
Spend Sundays asleep I'm just another dreamer
Still tryna find my home sweet home, oh I, oh I, oh I
And I guess I ain’t too good for money neither
I got two left feet, no, I'm no Jackson either
Just tryna find my way someway, oh I, oh I, oh I
See, whoa, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me
But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free
Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie
And maybe something’s wrong with me
But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free
Just tryna find my home sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, sweet home,
I drink a little more than recommended
'Cause this ain’t exactly what my heart expected..."
She stopped and started to cough. She put her guitar down, put an elbow on her knee and buried her face into her arm, her shoulders heaving.
I am currently:
VERY BUSY.
Or lying...
A song to describe my life? Free ~ Rudimental