Music and Lyrics by:
S. Bennett

LYRICS:
If I close my eyes, let trust metabolize
My double-standard rights to you'd be compromised

See I'm stuck in time
Can't let go of my past behavior, a behavior yet to be defined
My preemptive strike is to focus my attention on a question buried in the back of my mind

It's unacceptable
Hypocritical
A dictionary couldn't carry what I mean at all
My resorted crime is to focus my attention on a question buried in the back of my mind…

Has anybody ever called you "baby"?
Has anybody ever called you theirs?
I do not want the answer at all, baby
Just had to find a way to share

Please don't ask me why
It's more than I can hide
My double-standard pride is locked inside my cry

See I'm stuck in time
Can't let go of my past behavior, a behavior yet to be defined
My preemptive strike is to focus my attention on a question buried in the back of my mind

It's unacceptable
Hypocritical
A dictionary couldn't carry what I mean at all
My resorted crime is to focus my attention on a question buried in the back of my mind…

Has anybody ever called you "baby"?
Has anybody ever called you theirs?
I do not want the answer at all, baby,
Just had to find a way to share

Tell me we're going to be okay
Tell me we're going to be okay
Tell me we're going to be okay alone...


Question

Music by:
S. Bennett; T. Howry; S. Velazquez; C. Piper 

Lyrics by:
S. Bennett

LYRICS:
Thought I learned to avoid your love
With the absence of a brace
But nothing seems to change

Turned my eyes to another one
But no one can share your grade
So nothing seems to change

Glued my eyes to an end of the way you talk
Paved an outline of your problems with phonetic chalk

Honestly
Impossibly
You are on my mind

 Girl, there’s little you have done
To earn my confession:
You are on my mind

Still alive, you divided into something new
Something beautiful, inscrutable, yet still abused

Girl I want to hear, I want to hear you sing
I am still obsessed with trying to set you free
Caged up with the ones who want to clip your wings
Girl I want you here, I want to hear you sing

Don’t say you want to do something you’ve done before
Some of us are waiting for your voice to soar
Offering a hand so you can skip the floor
Don’t say you want to do something you’ve done before

Spent your years packing fears into a criminal's car
Fought your mirrors and appeared to have your life in a jar
Girl, I hope when you're ready you'll accept who you are
A child of God with birds on her arm

She held our hands by a lonely campfire 
She howled at the moon
 
She held our hands by a lonely campfire as she howled at the moon
(Now this is the question: am I still in love?) 


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