Self-Conscious Dancer

Hey kid, standing in an art gallery
Tracing colors that no one else can see
And don't be afraid to run, afraid to smile, or be a Pokemon
You washed the dye out of your hair

You found yourself a new connection
Do you feel afraid to sleep with your old friends
And I'm scared to do it too, afraid to lose someone I knew
Cause I know the beat drops back in the end

Do you feel like you're a self-conscious dancer
Maybe God is a self-conscious dancer too
So why not not give a shit, and shake that ass like it's a decade past
Why not give your ego a a piece of your mind, well alright

You hold on to what was, don't want what is
You keep wondering what if, but if doesn't exist
You hold on to what was, don't want what is
You keep wondering what if, but if doesn't exist



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Michael Ryan-mas
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