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… what’s the don do-do-don I still got a lotta shit to learn, I’ll admit it What’s the don do-do-don I still got a lotta shit to learn, I’ll admit it (Verse) Feelin’ like a digit in the system, just anotha stupid number I don’t know know know Everything is twisted, I can feel it, it’s another stupid summer When it’s cold cold cold We can do it on our own, head up to a place where maybe no-one goes In a rocket full of liquor and a Polaroid fo’ pictures Baby, you should stop me before I lose control (Pre-Chorus) How a-perfect a person that might go through your person Put on your disguise? You see the stars, but they just see the skies And you see my scars, what do they see (Chorus) 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… what’s the don do-do-don I still got a lotta shit to learn, I’ll admit it What’s the don do-do-don I still got a lotta shit to learn, I’ll admit it (Verse 2) Got yo finger on the trigger, and you aimin at the mirror Don’t you shoot, that ain’t you, nah Cuz on the outside you pretendin’, but you hurtin’ in the endin’ What’s the truth, what’s the truth? (Pre-Chorus) How a-perfect a person that might go through your person Put on your disguise? You see the stars, but they just see the skies And you see my scars, what do they see (Chorus) 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… what’s the don do-do-don I still got a lotta shit to learn, I’ll admit it What’s the don do-do-don I still got a lotta shit to learn, I’ll admit it