

Prompt / Lyrics
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
Tags
Indie folk, Industrial yet driven beats, Melancholic synth, repeating harsh percussion in the rise
3:13
No
4/13/2026