All this wreckage,
but it's dressed right.
All this niceness,
it's a half-life.
Let me see it,
on and out right.
Wanna see it,
with my own eyes.
Eyes...
Forget every-
-thing goodbye.
I'll be standing,
in a new life.
Who will I be?
What will I do,
in this new world?
The world is new.
All this wreckage,
but it's dressed right.
All this niceness,
it's a half-life.
Let me see it,
on and out right.
Wanna see it,
with my own eyes.
All this wreckage,
but it's dressed right.
All this niceness,
it's a half-life.

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