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Lot To Learn - Luke Christopher
Written by：Luke Christopher
If I was the 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
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
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 it on our own
Head up to a place where baby no one goes
In a rocket full of liquor in 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 the 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
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
N' dun d-dun dun
We still got a lot of **** to learn just admit it
N' dun d-dun dun
We still got a lot of **** 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 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 the 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
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
Cheers to the fact that you're living in
This is your world
They say they ain't feeling you
They livin' in the old world
Word to my old girl and word to me too
I only say it and I might because I need to
Feeling like I'm see-through
And life is a window
I be runnin' opposite the way that the wind blow
You pick up the pieces of the things
That you didn't know
So when you hear the top you better scream
That you been though
If I was the 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
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
If I was the 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 the 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
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