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CarlaPierce: Bitches love cake
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I have been requested to perform at a very important gala in a couple of days and the preparation has been hell. For my usual shows, I wear what the fuck I want but for this night- I have to dress to impress.
With my dad gone, I have been so tempted to reach for a bottle of wine so I had Liam clear out my entire house. I don't even have prescriptions drugs or pain relief in my house because that need to take is starting to become more prominent.
My former label forbids me from singing any of my previous songs yet they booked me in for the gala. They wanted me to sing one of my wholesome songs and I told them 'fuck you' since they won't give me the rights to my song.
I will embarrass all of us if I have to.
Every step I'm taking Every move I make feels Lost with no direction My faith is shaking
I spot my old manager walking into my rehearsal space and I flip her off.
But I, I gotta keep trying Gotta keep my head held high
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There's always gonna be another mountain I'm always gonna wanna make it move Always gonna be an uphill battle Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose Ain't about how fast I get there Ain't about what's waiting on the other side It's the climb
"You sound good." Angie smiles at me.
I barely glance at her as I talk my band about the key that I want us to play the song out. With all my years of drinking and taking drugs, I'm not hitting those same notes so I need them to bring it down several notches.
"You sound like how you did when I first managed you." Angie continues and I wave her off. "I'm sorry that things didn't work out like how we planned."
