Lyrics: Luke Christopher
Music: Luke Christopher
Feeling like a digit in a system
Just another stupid number
I don't know, know, know
Everything is twisted, I can feel it
It's another stupid summer
Where it's cold, cold, cold
And we can do this on our own
Head up to a place where baby no one goes
In a rocket full of liquor
Bring a Polaroid for pictures
Baby you should stop me, 'fore I lose control
How imperfect a person am I?
Go through your purse and put on your disguise
You see the stars, but they just see the skies
And you see my scars, what do they see?
If I was a question, would you be my answer?
If I was a music, would you be the dancer?
If I was a student, would you be the teacher?
If I was a sinner, would you be the preacher?
Would you be mine. cause you N' dun d-dun dun
I still got a lot of **** to learn, I'll admit it
N' dun d-dun dun
I still got a lot of **** to learn, I'll admit it
Got your finger on the trigger
And you aimin' at the mirror
Don't you shoot, that ain't you, love
Cause on the outside you pretending
But you hurtin' in the inner
What's the truth, what's the truth now?
How imperfect a person am I?
Go through your purse and put on your disguise
You see the stars, but they just see the skies
And you see my scars what do they see?
If I was a question, would you be my answer?
If I was a music, would you be the dancer?
If I was a student, would you be the teacher?
If I was a sinner, would you be the preacher?
Would you be mine
Cause it dun d-dun dun
I still got a lot of **** to learn, I'll admit it
Cause it dun d-dun dun
I still got a lot of **** to learn, I'll admit it