Connect by The Optionist Lyrics

Pull out my little black book
Write tomorrow's greatest hit
Listen to it 20 times
Tell myself I shouldn't quit
Used to joke about a club
But I just made 26
Luckily I live on love
But there's sorrow in the mix (sick mix)
3am that's the only time I write
Did you know that's what I do in the middle of the night?
There's the path that I take
And there's the path that I fight
If I'm left incorrect, then I'm gonna make it right
Connect the dots


Give it some thought x3
Tell me can you connect the dots?
Tell me can you connect the dots?

I don't know
I keep on trying
Constantly dying
On the inside

Can you decide for yourself?
You wanna cross the street?
Do you look to the light
Or do you look at me?
Cuz I walk a little uptight
Maybe a bit to the left
So you best stay right
Unless you want what's next
Can you decide for yourself?
You wanna light that wick?
Rather common sense
But you don't wanna get sick
You said it's all in your head
But then again, what's not?
Listen to what they said
But then again, best not