Third Half

It seems like delusion
 Haunting me every day
 There is mysterious fusion
 Inside me... Mind astray!
 Oh, I feel like pack of cards
 I was made of few
 Contradictory parts

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 First part says:
 "Let your convictions rot!"
 Second part says:
 "Do not!"
 Someone says:
 "Ignore the truth"
 Someone says:
 "Listen to your muse"

 Sick and tired of eternal confrontation
 Don't want hear anymore useless conversations
 I'm just a third half
 Of myself
 Starting study
 My own body
 Falling to pieces
 By kicks and kisses
 I have no power
 I'm hero and I'm coward

 Multiplicity, the gallery of faces
 On the run all the days, from sixes to aces
 My ingenuity
 And imagination
 Take priority
 Over reputation
 My second part
 Dislikes this way
 Misgivings keep
 Running through my veins...

 First half screams
 Brings me to the boil
 Gathering and
 Storing up the spoils
 Second half sings
 Rights all the wrongs
 And I can hear
 These graceful songs

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