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Album: At Your Inconvenience (2011)
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  • 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, oh

    Nothing to hide
    Stife and I smother
    Suffered and cried
    Strife made me tougher
    Never mumbled or shy
    The trouble I rise above all
    Expectations to get 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 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, oh

    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 wonder what I did to you to make you hate me
    I wasn't even bad, life's a journey and mine wasn't an easy ride
    You never even got to see me rap
    I just wish you woulda reached out
    I wish you woulda been round when I 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, oh

    I write songs I can't listen to
    Everything I have I give to you
    In 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 will come across a lot different at times
    I throw fits when I read how they word things
    You see me smile
    Now you're gonna have to see me hurt
    Coz 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, oh

    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, oh Writer/s: Emeli Sande, Shahid Khan
    Publisher: Hipgnosis Songs Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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