| half underwater
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| i’m half my mother’s daughter
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| a fraction’s left up to dispute
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| the whole collection
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| half off the price they’re asking
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| in the halfway house of ill repute
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| half accidental
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| half pain
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| full instrumental
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| i have a lot to think about
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| you think they’re joking?
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| you have to go provoke him…
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| i guess it’s high time you found out
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| it’s half biology and half corrective surgery gone wrong
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| you’ll notice something funny if you hang around here for too
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| long ago in some black hole before they had these pills to take it back
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| i’m half jill
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| and half jack
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| two halves are equal
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| a cross between two evils
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| it’s not an enviable lot
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| but if you listen
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| you’ll learn to hear the difference
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| between the halves and the half nots
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| and when i let him in i feel the stitches getting sicker
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| i try to wash him out but like she said, «the blood is thicker…»
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| i see my mother in my face
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| but only when i travel
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| i run as fast as i can run
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| but jack comes tumbling after
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| and when i’m brave enough and find a clever way to kick him out
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| and i’m so high not even you and all your love could bring me down
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| on 83rd he never found the magic words to change this fact:
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| i’m half jill
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| and half jack
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| i’m halfway home now
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| half hoping
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| for a showdown
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| cause i’m not big enough to house this crowd
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| it might destroy me
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| but i’d sacrifice my body
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| if it meant i’d get the jack part out
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| see
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| jack
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| run
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| jack
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| run
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| jack… |