Verse
I keep a glass on the table, filled right to the middle line
Some days it looks like mercy, some days it tastes like fire
Flip a coin in the silence, let the metal choose the frame
Heads I walk in the daylight, tails I burn in the flame
Bridge
Trusting in myself, making my own luck,
But every choice I make is a loaded toss-up.
Heads I’m holding steady, keeping faith enough,
Tails I’m sipping shadows just to fill my own cup.
Chorus
Half full, half empty
I’m both the hope and the envy
One heart, split gently
Harvey Dent and the shadow in me
Verse
I used to see the world in clean-cut right and wrong
Now every choice I make feels like a loaded coin toss
Smile on the left side, scars on the right
Two stories fighting underneath the same spotlight
Bridge
Trusting in myself, making my own luck,
But some days I’m the hero, some days I come undone.
Half of me is rising, half of me is stuck,
Living in the balance of the damage and the love.
Chorus
Glass half full, glass half cracked
One step forward, one step snapped
I’m the hero and the threat you see
Two‑Face staring back at me
Verse
I pour the water slow, watch the line rise up
Trying to decide if I’m enough or too much
There’s a whisper saying “hold on,” another saying “break”
Two voices in the mirror arguing what I should take
bridge
Trusting in myself, making my own luck,
But the coin keeps spinning when the pressure cuts.
One side justice, one side corrupt,
I’m the verdict and the sentence when the line erupts.
Chorus
Half full when I’m steady
Half empty when I’m breaking
I’m Harvey and the monster
Both the healing and the aching
Magi
