Life's Short. Stunt It.

I'm trying to think of the consequences
Of seeing you, 'cause I'm on the fence, and
I kind of gave up my last defense, and
The time we had doesn't make much sense, and

I'm trying to think of the consequences
Of staying here, 'cause I'm on the fence, and
I see your face and I disconnect, and
These racing thoughts never make much sense

Come on, it's fun
Come on, it's fun, fun

I'm trying to think of the consequences
Of seeing you, 'cause I'm on the fence, and
I kind of gave up my last defense, and
The time we had doesn't make much sense, and

I'm trying to think of the consequences
Of staying here, 'cause I'm on the fence, and
I see your face and I disconnect, and
These racing thoughts never leave my head

Come on, it's fun
Come on, it's fun
Come on, it's fun
Come on, it's fun

Come on, it's fun
Come on, it's fun
Come on, it's fun
Come on, it's fun, fun



Credits
Writer(s): Sterling Johnson
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