Lot to Learn
Luke Christopher Lyrics

If I was the question, would you be my answer?
Asking if the listener would be there to provide guidance and clarity if the singer had uncertainties.

If I was the music, would you be the dancer?
Asking if the listener would vibe and flow with the singer if the singer were able to produce music.

If I was the student, would you be the teacher?
Asking if the listener would be there to provide insight and knowledge to the singer if the singer were to be a student.

If I was the sinner, would you be the preacher?
Asking if the listener would provide guidance and educate the artist about morality if the artist were to be a sinner.

Would you be my N' dun d-dun dun I still got a lot of shit to learn, I'll admit it
Asking for help and guidance from the listener while admitting that the artist still has a lot to learn.

Feeling like a digit in a system, just another stupid number
Feeling like the singer is not valued and is just another meaningless entity in a larger structure.

Everything is twisted, I can feel it It's another stupid summer where it's cold, cold, cold
Feeling like everything is not how it seems and things are not aligned. The summer feels cold, empty and uninviting.

And we can do it on our own Head up to a place where baby no one goes In a rocket full of liquor, in a Polaroid for pictures Baby you should stop me, 'fore I lose control
Feeling like the artist and the listener can get through things on their own by getting away from everything and indulging in substance abuse. However, the artist seeks intervention because they feel like they might lose control.

How imperfect a person am I? Go through your purse and put on your disguise You see the stars, but they just see the skies And you see my scars, what do they see?
Admitting to faults and imperfections, acknowledging that the listener may hide behind a facade to conceal their flaws. On the other hand, the artist's scars may be visible, but their true self and personality may not be fully understood by the listener.

We still got a lot of shit to learn, just admit it
Acknowledging that the artist and the listener still have a lot to learn and come to terms with.

Got your finger on the trigger and you aiming at the mirror Don't you shoot, that ain't you, nah 'Cause on the outside you pretending But you hurtin' in the inner, what's the truth, what's the truth now?
Telling the listener not to harm themselves and reminding them that what they see on the surface may not be congruent to what they are feeling internally. Asking the listener to reflect on their true feelings.

Cheers to the fact that you're living in, this is your world They say they ain't feeling you, they livin' in the old world Word to my old girl, and word to me too I only say it and I might because I need to Feeling like I'm see through and life is a window I be runnin' opposite the way that the wind blow You pick up the pieces of the things that you didn't know So when you hear the top you better scream that you been though
Toasting to the idea that the listener belongs wherever they are and that the people who aren't acknowledging their worth are stuck in a different world. The artist reminisces about a past love and expresses discomfort that they may be transparent or invisible to the outside world. However, the artist acknowledges their need to speak their truth regardless of how it makes them look or feel. The artist is going against the norm and is picking up the pieces of things they didn't know before. When they reach the top, they want to be able to express and take pride in the struggles they have overcome.