Half Cycle Lyrics

[Let off?] for so little
Came back for the moon
Some things aren't worth the trouble

Our world is a certain kind of hell
[Shooting making gains?] with all the running
Oh no
Gotta love the ebb and flow
But no use making waves [?] in the pudding

When the door won't yield
Exit from the room
[Running at the knobs?] is kind of funny

Our world is a certain kind of hell
[Shooting making gains?] with all the running
Oh no
Gotta love the ebb and flow
But no use making waves [?] in the pudding