cars move slowly down
| where you walk
| and the cool blue cars
| where the world gets old
| and i hear their lies
| blowing through my teeth
| and at my back
| i can feel you breathe
| talk is cheap like
| when money talks
| and you sound too much
| like you've seen it all
| and i fall down drunk
| with my eyes so tired
| on my clean white sheets
| and my eyes go blind
| and i hurt to be you
| and i hurt to be you
| there for no one
| there for change
| no good reason
| no one came
| half a life
| cars move slowly down
| where you walk
| and the cool blue cars
| where the world gets old
| and i hear their lies
| blowing through my teeth
| and at my back
| i can feel you breathe
| and i hurt to be you
| and i hurt to be you
| there for no one
| there for change
| no good reason
| no one came
| half a life
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| Half A Life
| | Love Spit Love |
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