Imma bad girl, right?

Maybe most of you might think that I'm a formal clubber...
Maybe most of you might think that I'm a freak bitch...
Maybe most of you might think that I'm just the ordinary one...
nothing special..

I really don't care about what's goin' on surrounding me,
I really don't care about what you're talkin' about me,
I really don't care about what you're thinkin' about me,
nothing special..

I just want to be myself...

If I'm able to choose right now,
I wish:

I won't go to the club to purchase happiness,
I won't go to dance at all,

I rather choose to sing out loud in front of the stage...
I rather choose to scream out loud in front of the sea...
I rather choose to stay gentle in front of my love ones...
nothing special..

But, it never exist...

I really want to be a good one..

at least, in front of my parents..

Imma bad girl... right?