Half Gone Testo
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Testo Half Gone
I shouldn't have spilled out all my thoughts
Now they are all stained on your carpet
Like a red wine, it'll never come off
It's hard to clean, I'm such a mess after it soaks in and
That's when I felt you pull away
I really hope this ain't a permanent stages, no
I really try to push you out of my brain but I'm
Still zoning out parts of my day like
I'm half here, I'm half gone I'm half in the bar getting half drunk
I'm half in your car riding shotgun
I hate that I'm
Half near, I'm half far
I'm half with my friends in the big stall
I'm half on my phone hoping you'd call
I never thought I'd be the shitty friend
I hate I'm talk but I'm not listening
I feel you close even though you're not
I'm stuck in time like a shadow was
I'm trying hard to just pretend
I wouldn't rather be with you instead this place
And any better than the edge of your bed
I wonder if I'll ever get you out of my head
I'm half here, I'm half gone
I'm half in the bar getting half drunk
I'm half in your car riding shotgun
I hate that I'm Half near, I'm half far
I'm half with my friends in the big stall
I'm half on my phone hoping you'd call
Half clear, half numb
My body is here but my head's not
Rope burn on my hands from holding on
Now they are all stained on your carpet
Like a red wine, it'll never come off
It's hard to clean, I'm such a mess after it soaks in and
That's when I felt you pull away
I really hope this ain't a permanent stages, no
I really try to push you out of my brain but I'm
Still zoning out parts of my day like
I'm half here, I'm half gone I'm half in the bar getting half drunk
I'm half in your car riding shotgun
I hate that I'm
Half near, I'm half far
I'm half with my friends in the big stall
I'm half on my phone hoping you'd call
I never thought I'd be the shitty friend
I hate I'm talk but I'm not listening
I feel you close even though you're not
I'm stuck in time like a shadow was
I'm trying hard to just pretend
I wouldn't rather be with you instead this place
And any better than the edge of your bed
I wonder if I'll ever get you out of my head
I'm half here, I'm half gone
I'm half in the bar getting half drunk
I'm half in your car riding shotgun
I hate that I'm Half near, I'm half far
I'm half with my friends in the big stall
I'm half on my phone hoping you'd call
Half clear, half numb
My body is here but my head's not
Rope burn on my hands from holding on
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