Adam Watts
I'm not broken, I'm not fixed
I hit sometimes then I miss
One foot out and one foot in
Things get halfway under my skin
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My heart, my heart, my heart
My head, my head, my head
I keep them apart, apart, apart
And I'm half dead, half dead, half dead
I'm not humble I'm not proud
I'm downside upside down
Think my way through feeling this
Push away, expect a kiss
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