Am I real and what do I feel Hate is half a heart Only I am in my arms You were sold to something to hold Nothing's as rude as the cold Stupidly beautifoolish true you Maybe madness is a heart Maybe heaven is a habit If I could fly I'd live in the sky I come from why and obviously you do too The very start of everything hard Could be the slip of a fingertip
[00:06.06]Am I real and what do I feel [00:10.53]Hate is half a heart [00:22.81]Only I am in my arms [00:27.47]You were sold to something to hold [00:32.08]Nothing's as rude as the cold [00:36.54]Stupidly beautifoolish true you [01:01.15]Maybe madness is a heart [01:03.46]Maybe heaven is a habit [01:08.16]If I could fly I'd live in the sky [01:12.72]I come from why and obviously you do too [01:24.81]The very start of everything hard [01:29.02]Could be the slip of a fingertip
