LYRIC



Tell me how you want me to go on with this
You ask me not to define us
I worry that I don’t know what I’m doing
I worry that the world’s gonna hang me for it
I worry that I will fall in love with you
Well I might, I just might

Look at me writing so often, who am I?
It’s been so long since I set a pen to paper
Penguins or Butterflies?
I worry that I don’t know what I’m doing
I worry that the world’s gonna hate me for it
I worry that I will fall in love with you

But if I do, will you save me from this half existence:
Will you cater to my feelings with the run of a tear?
Will you dance with demons, turn them into nothing?
I’ve had enough of not living what I’m supposed to live
If not now, when?

If not now…
If not now…

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