I walked out the door on my own each day Dragging my reality behind Like doing life in a circular maze returning the same each time But I met you in one iteration my particles were rearranged Like passing through another dimension scrambling my DNA What's the probability that we would have met? Infinite possibilities if we take the next step So say goodbye to the first draft. version two point oh on a new graph Maybe we should do some new math Intersecting you on a new path The way you always laugh at everything And how your face warps time itself It's like a gravity that pulls at me And folds me into something else So say goodbye to the first draft. version two point oh on a new graph Maybe we should do some new math Moving forward with you on a new path Walking out that same spinning door, But somehow it's not like before My matter’s been altered, I'm not alone I'm still me, version two. point. oh. So say goodbye to the first draft. version two point oh on a new graph Now’s the time to do some new math Making our way on a new path
