| 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 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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| If you had completed me 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 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 had 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
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| If you had completed me 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 |