lot to learn (garage sessions)

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 my. n' dun d-dun dun

i still got a lot of shit to learn

i'll admit it

n' dun d-dun dun

i still got a lot of shit 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 my. cause it dun d-dun dun

i still got a lot of shit to learn

i'll admit it

cause it dun d-dun dun

i still got a lot of shit to learn

i'll admit it