Right girl, wrong time

Made my darkness turn bright
Cliché to say.

Right girl, wrong time

But your yellow skin lights up easier than paraffin
Conversation flows like we just met but we’re hours in.

Right girl, wrong time

Time flies with you so hypothetically I should grow quicker
Turns out I’m stagnant, I see your flame flicker
Wax melts, time on the ticker
Everyone’s saying “pick her”.

Right girl, wrong time

“Right girl, wrong time. Right girl, wrong time”
If I say it enough I might just believe it


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