https://suno.com/@therealjester77 Lyrics by TheRealJester © 𝟮𝟬𝟮5 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱. ____________________________ [Verse 1] Lily’s got a habit, calling chaos her new home, First nights in her apartment, but the boxes stand untouched and alone. She spilled paint across the hallway, Tripped on tangled fairy lights, Lost her balance on the staircase, sent her books into dizzy heights. [Verse 2] Lily’s got a habit, making timing quite a joke, She walked in late, arms full of papers, and the whiteboard nearly broke. Charts are tangled, pens are missing, Now her boss just sighs and grins, Still, somehow all her missteps turn into small, delightful wins. [Pre-Chorus] What’s a perfect life worth living, if you never drop the key? She’s a symphony of blunders, playing notes of destiny. [Chorus] Spinning luck from every fall, Turning messes into moments, Making madness magical. She stumbles, but she’s shining, Dancing right through every fate, Lily’s got a habit, making life her own parade. [Verse 3] Lily’s got a habit, turning love into a maze, Every glance feels like a landslide, every word slips out misplaced. She avoids his eyes too often, But she lingers when he's near, And she wonders if he hears the way her heartbeat’s loud and clear. [Verse 4] Lily’s got a habit, keeping distance safe and wide, But tonight he’s standing closer, and her heart won’t let her hide. She pretends that it’s just nothing, Keeps her words all neat and planned, Yet she wonders if he’s noticed how she’s trembling in his hands. [Pre-Chorus] She’s a dancer with two left feet, waltzing through the great unknown. Every stagger writes a love song, in a world that’s all her own. [Chorus] Silver skies and neon dreams, Crashing through the world like she, Was born to bend the seams. Every twist and every tumble, Turns her troubles into art, Lily’s got a habit, writing love with a reckless heart. [Bridge] She’s a hurricane of laughter, A dream that’s never still. But he watches every trippin', Like they’re pieces he could fill. No more fixing, no pretending, She’s just perfect as she is, And he whispers in the silence: “Love’s not meant to make you fit.” [Chorus] Silver skies and neon dreams, Crashing through the world like she, Was born to bend the seams. Every twist, every tumble, Turns her troubles into art, Lily’s got a habit, writing love with a reckless heart. [Outro] Lily’s got a habit, making chaos play its part. Lily’s got a habit, turning flaws into her art.
