Half finished, half baked, half wit.
Lyrics
Livin’ ain’t easy when you spend your time destroying shit you bought
And all your pills won’t fill that empty spot inside. You got to…
Move through the dark, face-first discovery. Blame the stars above.
Take the car out of park, catch my recovery. Break the things I love.
Here comes your wave, drop in, begin to form a path to pave.
We’re just as big as what we give, between the cradle and the grave.
Stop! And breathe and fill those lungs with air I know they need.
It’s up to you. Your shoes won’t move your feet without your lead.
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