Imogen Heap - Half Life Lyrics

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Half Life

Half Life Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Half Life By Imogen Heap?
I knew that I'd get like this again
That's why I try to keep at bay Be a hundred percent when I'm with you and then A perfect hearts length away The stickler is you've played not one beat wrong You never promised me anything Even sat me down, warned me just how they fall And I knew the odds were I'd never win And here I am It's a half life With you as my courtier man A daft life Myself worth mentioning a text back tempo It's been two days late minutes to slow There may well be others but I still like to pretend That I'm the one you really want to grow old with Ive got scheduled stick, to guard a world keeps sweet Its so much to everyone all the time Will you ever slow down will I ever come first The universe contracts decide It's a half life With you as my quarter back A tough life It's a half life With you as my courtier man A tough life You know you'll never be lonely No you'll always be loved And maybe you'll never need more than that Of the sad place that love, is whats to become of us Does it even register on your conscience Long for one last showdown, from a box in a crowd Air compressed tight to explode I'm clenching my ticket to the only way out To disappear in a puff of smoke It's a half life With you as my courtier man Its a tough life. |
Who Wrote Half Life By Imogen Heap?
Imogen Jennifer Jane Heap
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What's The Duration Of The Half Life By Imogen Heap?The duration of Half Life is 4:01 minutes and seconds. |
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