This Season by Taylor Skye Lyrics

Maybe it's just a mean thing
Maybe it's just OK
All of you can tell [?]
I don't think it matters at all

This season, this season, this season
This season, this season, this season

I'm tryna be less of a dancer
Throwin' shapes everywhere
It's really hard 'cause I'm a good dancer
I'm always moving

I'm nice, I'm patient
I'm scared of the basement
I'm seeing if I play all night
It's ready, 12 o'clock
I haven't called your number yet

This season, this season, this season
This season, this season, this season