One Half
I think I might be wasting my time
Holding on for the sake of having something to hold
What is there really to grasp
What is there really to hold
It's a routine of decay, a giant flaming disappointment
There's nothing I choose or can do to change
You tell me it's for the best, you give me your assurances
But they haven't brought you back to bed
Holding on for the sake of having something to hold
What is there really to grasp
What is there really to hold
It's a routine of decay, a giant flaming disappointment
There's nothing I choose or can do to change
You tell me it's for the best, you give me your assurances
But they haven't brought you back to bed
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Writer(s): Bradley Gonzales
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