emlime an original song by me this song's first part is about growing up, and the last verse of that first part is directed to my younger brother. it's about how crazy it is that i'll soon be a teenager, and not long after be able to drive, and then be going to college. it's also about how i hope my brother will grow up to be smart and kind and do well in life. the second part of the song is about friendships that break over time. it's directed to my old friend group, talking about how i'm sick of being their secondary girl or someone they can be best friends with one second and be stabbing in the back the next. i address that i've made my own mistakes and this is my fault too, but also that i'm leaving all that behind and moving forward. (all lyrics and music by me) (sorry for bad quality) lyrics: Emlime is a girl with her head in the clouds And her feet on the ground Though it may not seem like it She likes to feel Like she’s flying She hates Talkin’ to strangers Her phone’s locked up and dead in the drawer Saw the notification Chose to ignore it Summer is her Time for healing Goin’ back To a clean slate She tells herself She’s got this… Emlime is a girl with loud, loud mind And a quiet voice Though it may not be like it She likes to sing She’s afraid Of lots of things Ceilings, water House fires But what she Might be Scared of the most Is growin’ up Emlime is a girl with her hands in pockets And a cache of shiny things Though you’ve never seen it She likes to call the birds She is theirs She’s gonna grow up Far too soon Chasing the remnants Of an innocence Only five months Till she’s Past the threshold Only four years Till she could Leave home Emlime’s a girl who’ll miss you a lot, But she’s gotta grow up You’ll follow her Someday Promise me, promise me You’ll grow up To be just like your Emlime (nana) -bunch of oohs- She’s got a Weird way of saying I loved you at least Back when we were clueless Reckless and sweet Little and free She’s got a weird way of saying You’ve ruined my life And maybe I’ve ruined yours And She’s got a weird way of saying The em you knew Is dead, is gone She’s moved, moved, moved on Remapping her Life without you Stoppin’ tryna’, tryna’ please you She’s leaving, Goodbye You know Deep down Natural selection Doesn’t favor the toxic, the loud In fact, the quiet critters in the undergrowth Are the ones that make it out Got her head in the clouds, And a new life on the ground She’s only got Real friends Nowadays Emlime is a girl with her head in the clouds And her feet on the ground Though it may not seem like it She likes to feel Like she’s flying
