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Half life wastes before it goes |
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It's funny how your bee sting touch never leaves me whole |
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It's not enough to stay here almost trying |
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You keep your last laugh, watch this dying |
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It's just half time vertigo |
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And if you want an answer I don't know |
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If you had completed me |
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Don't think I'd be pleased with you |
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Don't think I'd compete with you |
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With half of me to take |
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Half life nothing I'd call home |
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It's lucky how these phantom limb bee stings never show |
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It's not enough to leave this falling kindly |
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You burn my star down twice as brightly |
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It's just your half light undertow |
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But if you need forgiveness I don't know |
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Half light breaks with nothing wrong |
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Just a corner of my bed where you don't belong |
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It's kind of you to notice no one's dying |
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You choked your last laugh almost crying |
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It's just your half life long to know |
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And if you need a reason so it goes |
