Half-Life

When I'm dead, don't fucking kiss my body
Cause it's gonna look real lifelike
I turned down the half-pipe
So turn on my half-life

My corn bread is getting a little soggy
And with the benefit of hindsight
I would've left it at the campsite
When I left to find my half-life

In my head, reception is shoddy
But I still feel a connection
Blame it on my erection
But you turned down my half-pipe
So I got no choice but turn on my half-life



Credits
Writer(s): Peter France
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