It's so easy to get caught up in this weird life. This isn't normal and I'm not singing for people that live my life. I'm singing to the life I used to have. The life I want to have again.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I have been singing randomly, obsessively, obnoxiously for as long as I can remember.
It seems like I've always been singing, at least since I was 5.
Singing has always been a part of my life. I started at Opryland singing, and I realized I could make a living at it. I thought it was something I would grow out of. I didn't know what I was going to do with my life. Everything's just sorta fallen into place.
When I sing, I go somewhere else. Every time after I sing, I'll ask, 'Did I do OK?' Because I feel like it's like my soul squeezing out of my vocal chords. I don't sit there and think about 'I'm gonna do this next...' I just sing. I sing from my heart, and my heart's got a little lonesome in it.
I don't think there was ever a moment when I was like, 'Yeah, I want to be a singer!' I guess it just happened. I performed a lot when I was younger and stuff, but I remember getting to the point where I thought I might have to get a normal job.
I never thought of myself as a singer, like ever, ever, ever. It's hysterical that I sing.
Yeah, I've always sung, and I always try to find a way for music to be in my life.
Time is my enemy. Time will catch up with me vocally. And I dread that. I dread to think about life without singing.
I feel like in every situation in life, I just always end up singing, like, anywhere.
Singing is my entire life. I nearly lost that. I am so blessed to be able to do this. It's the only thing I've ever wanted to do.