Released on September 30, 2018

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[Chorus]

Hey you kill me

Slay me on the floor

I’m not really free

Not when you’ve stolen my heart

Stealing from me…


[Verse 1]

You know the funny about how having a crush

Often goes by in a rush

You try to keep it hushed

Just in case your dreams are crushed

Because until it’s known, your dreams still haven’t been flushed

Sometimes it makes me laugh

Because you don’t even see me when I pass

When I look at you I only dare do it fast

But you don’t even know I exist until the last

Time something embarrassing happened

Then you were all eyes

Why is it that whenever I get shamefully flattened

All I see is your gaze, mocking me, filling up my vision like twin skies

Why is it that the worst people for us often take up our affections?

Why is it that we greedily watch their body when what should matter are their actions?

School hierarchy is so often divided into factions

When you rise in ranks

Or like me, drop

Why is it that our affections go to the ones at the top

I wish I could stop watching the way you move

The way you dance by yourself to the groove

But I know approaching you wouldn’t behoove

Me

I wish that from my dreams of you I could be free

But it’s hard to do that when you steal the heart from out of me


[Chorus]

Hey you kill me

Slay me on the floor

I’m not really free

Not when you’ve stolen my heart

Stealing from me…


[Verse 2]

Excuse me

Maybe I’m cheesy

Maybe I’m a classic guy searching for a girl to please me

Maybe it’s rude I pay attention to a girl that’s pretty

Maybe I’m being all cliche

But she doesn’t even know I exist, so it’s okay

This song is for those of you whose vision can’t seem to stay

Off the wrong person

Even though they can’t approach them

Because of the misconception

That your value depends on how straight and shiny your grin is

Hold up, don’t leave, let me finish

We’re chained like to a hive a bee

Wishing we could be free

Choose the person who could make us happy

Even if it’s a little sappy

Sick of falling for the wrong person in a row times three

This song is for those

Who like me have the sex appeal of a hose

Of whom their crush knows

Not

Who’re scared for their dreams to flop

What else can we do

Dreams are all we have left

It’s only in our dreams that we aren’t bereft

Of hope

Because there we’re brave enough to slip them a note

Free from them to float

Because in real life we all know


[Chorus]

Hey you kill me

Slay me on the floor

I’m not really free

Not when you’ve stolen my heart

Stealing from me…