Stop me
If I drop my lines or speak out of queue
Shot me
Through a clean-cut lens, a new point of view
What if I were you?
Would I see myself in rose-colored light?
Would I be so sure I knew I was right?
Finding center
Step into the light
Step into the light
Love me,
Then recognize the fact that you do
Scrub me
Like salt inside your opening wounds
What if I were you?
Would I see myself in rose-colored light?
Would I be so sure I knew I was right?
Front and center
Step into the light
Finding center
Front and center
Step into the light
