C'est La Vie
Tickaholic track 2, C'est La Vie
Uh!
A slit wrist don't mean nothing
When you've been through pain
So this feeling isn't strange
All the pain I feel inside
Homie I might catch a vibe
Everything is not alright
What a time to be alive
I walk in dressed in all white
Hope my liver will survive
Cause I got a million things on my mind
Yeah
I take it all to the dancefloor
Till I can't feel my feet
But I can't leave cause I want more
I guess that's c'est la vie
Baby, you may break my heart
But you won't wreck my so-o-oul
So everywhere I go
I won't care
Yeah
(Ugh, Can the people at the back come forward)
(Come forward)
(Yeah, turn me up!)
(You vibin' right)
(Let's go)
(With every sip...)
With every sip I take
Yeah I slur my words
I don't know my worth
I'm hurting
Ohhh yeah-yeah-yeah
Living la vida loca
Battling my disorder
Apa ni ku kolewa
Though I know
Trouble gon' find me like soon, soon, soon
My heart dey go prukutu-ntu-ntu
Alcohol play like Scorpion
Get over here for the comfort
I say no more; make a promise
Then I go back; I am toxic
But I sip and smoke some more
Right before
I take it all to the dancefloor
Till I can't feel my feet
But I can't leave cause I want more
I guess that's c'est la vie
Baby, you may break my heart
But you won't wreck my so-o-oul
So everywhere I go
I won't care
Yelele-yelele-eh-hey
(Yelele-yelele-eh-hey)
(Turn me up one more time)
(Yeah)
I toss and turn at night
Lord make it right
Cause I'm tired of crying
I keep on fighting
Yeah
I'm pleading
I'm bleeding
Please help me
Somebody save me from the
Pain I feel inside
Homie I might catch a vibe
Everything is not alright
What a time to be alive
I walk in dressed in all white
Hope my liver will survive
Cause I got a million things on my mind
Yeah
I take it all to the dancefloor
Till I can't feel my feet
But I can't leave cause I want more
I guess that's c'est la vie
Baby, you may break my heart
But you won't wreck my so-o-oul
So everywhere I go
I won't care
Uh!
A slit wrist don't mean nothing
When you've been through pain
So this feeling isn't strange
All the pain I feel inside
Homie I might catch a vibe
Everything is not alright
What a time to be alive
I walk in dressed in all white
Hope my liver will survive
Cause I got a million things on my mind
Yeah
I take it all to the dancefloor
Till I can't feel my feet
But I can't leave cause I want more
I guess that's c'est la vie
Baby, you may break my heart
But you won't wreck my so-o-oul
So everywhere I go
I won't care
Yeah
(Ugh, Can the people at the back come forward)
(Come forward)
(Yeah, turn me up!)
(You vibin' right)
(Let's go)
(With every sip...)
With every sip I take
Yeah I slur my words
I don't know my worth
I'm hurting
Ohhh yeah-yeah-yeah
Living la vida loca
Battling my disorder
Apa ni ku kolewa
Though I know
Trouble gon' find me like soon, soon, soon
My heart dey go prukutu-ntu-ntu
Alcohol play like Scorpion
Get over here for the comfort
I say no more; make a promise
Then I go back; I am toxic
But I sip and smoke some more
Right before
I take it all to the dancefloor
Till I can't feel my feet
But I can't leave cause I want more
I guess that's c'est la vie
Baby, you may break my heart
But you won't wreck my so-o-oul
So everywhere I go
I won't care
Yelele-yelele-eh-hey
(Yelele-yelele-eh-hey)
(Turn me up one more time)
(Yeah)
I toss and turn at night
Lord make it right
Cause I'm tired of crying
I keep on fighting
Yeah
I'm pleading
I'm bleeding
Please help me
Somebody save me from the
Pain I feel inside
Homie I might catch a vibe
Everything is not alright
What a time to be alive
I walk in dressed in all white
Hope my liver will survive
Cause I got a million things on my mind
Yeah
I take it all to the dancefloor
Till I can't feel my feet
But I can't leave cause I want more
I guess that's c'est la vie
Baby, you may break my heart
But you won't wreck my so-o-oul
So everywhere I go
I won't care
Credits
Writer(s): Thokozani Mulela
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