We only see what we let ourselves see
I'd better hide before she finds me again
Then there's that one thing we can't get alone
We're searching for a half to make ourselves whole
The moment you find it, you'd best believe it
Don't you forget your good fortune
Oh no. When you creep it don't come
Pried open your chest
How could we know how vicious the beast would grow?
Now it can't be contained, it can't be controlled
We'll have to sleep in the bed we've made
I'd bet you think you've got it made
You're lying in repose in the shade
I'd bet you think you've got it made
Your slaves are feeding you wine and grapes
I'd bet you think you've got it made

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