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Textes et Paroles de Half Of The Past





Open Fire, The breach is blown.
Tell your Captain I'm going home.
Your whole life in a magazine,
No one here can clearly see.

Half of the Past, we'll never need.
We make it last. We'll make it bleed.
Blacken my eyes from your second-hand smoke.
Taking our lives from the cutting room floor.
This is our show.

What feeds the body, frees the soul.
Now I'm starving, lost control.
Breaking the back with you're life at full speed.
Take off the mask for the world to see.

Half of the Past, we'll never need.
We make it last. We'll make it bleed.
You can survive on the second hand smoke.
Taking our lives from the cutting room floor.
This is our show. Come out and see.


Half of the Past, we'll never need.
We make it last. We'll make it bleed.
Just one more time for your second hand smoke.
Taking our lives from the cutting room floor.
This is our show.

[© 2009 B. Boyer.
Underground Mass Media Music (BMI)
All rights reserved.]

(Thanks to Bradley Boyer for these lyrics)


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