Lot to Learn

If I was a question would you be my answer?

If I was the music would you be the dancer?

If I was the student would you be the teacher?

If I was the sinner would you be the preacher?

Would you be my

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it

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 could do it on our own

Head up to a place where, baby, no one goes

And a rocket full of liquor and 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've seen my scars, what do they see?

If I was a question would you be my answer?

If I was the music would you be the dancer?

If I was the student would you be the teacher?

If I was the sinner would you be the preacher?

Would you be my

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it

And the dun-dun-dun-dun

We still got a lot of shit to learn just admit it

And the dun-dun-dun-dun

We still got a lot of shit to learn don't you get it

Got your finger on the trigger

And you aiming at the mirror

Don't you shoot, that ain't you, nah

'Cause on the outside you pretending

But you hurting 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've seen my scars, what do they see?

If I was a question would you be my answer?

If I was the music would you be the dancer?

If I was the student would you be the teacher?

If I was the sinner would you be the preacher?

Would you be my

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it (Yeah)

Cheers to the fact that you living and this is your world

They say they ain't feeling you, they living in the old world

Word to my old girl and word to me too

I only say it in the mic because I need to

Feeling like I'm see-through and life is a window

I be running opposite the way that the wind blow

You pick up the pieces of the things that you didn't know

So when you hit the top you better scream that you been dope

If I was a question would you be my answer?

If I was the music would you be the dancer?

If I was the student would you be the teacher?

If I was the sinner would you be the preacher?

Would you be my

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it

If I was a question would you be my answer?

If I was the music would you be the dancer?

If I was the student would you be the teacher?

If I was the sinner would you be the preacher?

If I was a question would you be my answer?

If I was the music would you be the dancer?

If I was the student would you be the teacher?

If I was the sinner would you be the preacher?

Would you be my

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it

It's the dun-dun-dun-dun

I still got a lot of shit to learn I'll admit it