Lyrics to Half Alive - Tiptoes spread across the page.
"I'm on my tiptoes trying to see past my ego
Reaching for something more than this feeling
Of being important
Leaving my heart behind is bleeding
But still my pride is screaming
My future will listen to me
Listen to me, listen to me"
The last line is repeated all across the page. Almost like my brain is fixated on the concept of being heard.











