Dancing in the Dark

Dancing in the dark
Dancing in the dark

I got my bands on me
I got my pants on me

Dancin' in the dark
Smokin' in the park
Ya boyfriend is corny
Ya boyfriend a narc
Y.A.R.K.
On point like a dart
I been feeling like a target
And not the one with the carts
She said she fuck with my art
That my heart
Been working on staying sharp with it
I been going kinda hard
Seem like you sour, kinda tart
Oh, ard
Oh, ard
Oh, ard
Oh, ard

Shoulda waited 'til after I was high to write up some shit
I don't cater to observations you make of me, I'll admit
That every time that I see you, I always feel different things
I guess I'd better start getting comfortable with all the change
I got respect for the lames
I used to be one of them
They just ain't figure it out yet, and that's just the beginning
I don't know what to say
And I don't know what to do
But whatever it is, I hope it comes out nothing like you
That's not a shot or nothing
I'm sayin' it gotta be me 'cause if it don't come from my self, then how the fuck I'm supposed to see
What's it like telling my self the truth
Shit don't make no sense to just go off of what people tell you
On God, that's how they get you
I'll try my best not to forget you
Run through my mind, shawty, I'll let you
And if I cross the line, maybe I'll find a way to get through
Every thing is special

Dancin' in the dark
Smokin' in the park
Ya boyfriend is corny
Ya boyfriend a narc
Y.A.R.K.
On point like a dart
I been feeling like a target
And not the one with the carts
She said she fuck with my art
That my heart
Been working on staying sharp with it
I been going kinda hard
Seem like you sour, kinda tart
Oh, ard
Oh, ard
Oh, ard
Oh, ard

One of one shit
We gon' run shit



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Mcleod
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