Read All About It.

Artist: Professor Green Ft. Emeli Sande

Song: Read All About It

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it, ohhhh.

Nothing to hide
Stifle or smother
Suffered and cried
Strife made me tougher
Never mumbled or shy to,
The trouble, I rise above all
Expectations forget rep
Ain’t never begged yet
When I wanted to get pence, hustle,
To be, I’m exactly what my neck says.
That sket said I tried to cash in on my dad’s death,
I wanted to vent ‘stead I said nothing at all.
After all you were never kin to me,
Family is something that you’ve never been to me,
In fact making it harder for me to see my father was the only thing that you ever did for me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it, ohhhh.

Dear dad,
As a kid I looked up to you,
Only thing was I never saw enough of you.
The last thing I said to you was I hated you,
I loved you and now it’s too late to say to you.
Just didn’t know what to do or how to deal with it,
Even now deep down I’m still livid.
To think, I used to blame me,
I wondered what I did to you to make you hate me.
I wasn’t even 5, life’s a journey and mine wasn’t an easy ride,
You never even got to see me rhyme,
I just wished you would have reached out
I wish you would’ve been round when I’d been down.
I wish that you could see me now,
Wherever you are I really hope you found peace.
But know that if I ever have kids,
Unlike you I’ll never let them be without me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it, ohhhh.

I write songs, I can’t listen to
Everything I have, I give to you
And every one of these lines I sing to you.
My job’s more like public service
My life just became yours to read and interpret.
If you heard it it’d come across a lot different at times
I throw fits when I read how they word things.
You’ve seen me smile
Now you’re gonna have to see me hurtin’
’cause pretending everything is alright when it ain’t, really isn’t working.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it.

I ain’t censoring myself for nobody
I’m the only thing I can be,
All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout,
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid,
They can read all about it, read all about it.

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Bittersweet. ♥♥♥

Loving those late night talks I have with you that would last for hours and hours and ongoing until we both fall asleep, it feels so good to have conversations with someone especially if it’s someone you care about. I’m really happy how we are now but sometimes I would still think too much into things and feels so insecure and those uncertainties would just come running to me then I would talk kinda harshly. Hating that part of me, so afraid that it would somehow cause everything to fall apart that’s why I force myself to pull myself together. Actually it really upsets me when we can’t even talk at work and act like I don’t know you at all sighhhh… oh well~

Say I’m selfish or whatever but I just want you all by myself, there are so much I wanna do with you and spend more time with you, I just wanna be with you. Love the time when we watched movies at your house and when you pat my head.

Cold As Snow.

It’s so chilly cold these few weeks can’t stand the chills when the cold breeze touches my skin, keep falling sick or rather I didn’t really recover fully, it keeps coming back, on and off. It’s really darn irritating when you have to work and can’t really rest well, and tends to make more mistakes when working. My mind is like blank and feels damn giddy, went to work today but only for two hours and got asked to go to the doctor. I listened and went off as I predicted that I would be a hazard if I stayed on.

Went to the doctor got my nose, throat and breathing checked, the doctor said that my nose is kinda swollen and throat has inflammation, then he asked what I’m working as when I told him pastry chef he said that I’m allergic to flours and stuff. In the end got advised to change my job or work at the culinary side instead of pastry what a cold discovery, and medicine is already bad enough even have a nasal spray :/