| Half In |
|---|
| Wake up your mind |
| I already do |
| Don’t seek what you have |
| By now it’s up to you |
| Traces leave you |
| Traces leave you |
| But Traces leave you |
| Dark side of my mind |
| Won’t tell what to do |
| So much I can try to by right |
| Pretended virtue |
| He have left a tree for |
| Must be down to be here |
| Just right in the deepest hope |
| I know I’m not the structure |
| Be free to ask my lawyer |
| Just right down the deepest hope |
| Traces leave you |
| Be all, let a tree |
| I’m falling into |
