| I like the light for me
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| I like the light in front of me
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| Blindly steering in the dust
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| Tell me is it fed by the lust
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| Navigation built right in
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| Knowing where to go begin
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| Straight ahead out in the night
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| Nothing matters but the light
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| Instinct, was the ground found?
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| Buzzing and moving around?
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| Look ahead — what have you found?
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| Messing with that deep color
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| Say it to electric thunder
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| Flashy, like a talking head
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| Is the ending ever dead?
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| Look ahead — what do you dread?
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| Deep emotion, are you sure?
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| Could the light become a cure?
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| Moon is melting, is it true?
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| Make a mirror, of the view?
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| Look ahead — what do you do?
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| Outside I saw it, looked just like me, but with purpose
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| Clone with intention, it looked just like me
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| Flapping, flying into a dream
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| I like the light for me
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| I like the light in front of me
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| Caught up in a brief pause
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| Spiritual and deep cause
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| Gluttony and excess
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| Running from the real stress
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| Worth it in the long run
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| Listening to no one
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| Gaze in one direction home
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| Searching for connection zone
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| Look ahead — what have you done?
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| Solitary, reckless
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| Feverish and selfish
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| Wanting what you want now
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| Never thinking what, how
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| Look ahead — what have you found?
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| Deep emotion, are you sure?
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| Could the light become a cure?
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| Moon is growing, is it true?
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| Watch out right in front of you!
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| Look ahead — What do you do?
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| Outside I saw it, looked just like me, but with purpose
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| Clone with intention, it looked just like me, flapping, flying into a dream
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| Circling a light with no reason to be, just true attraction
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| Moth with direction, deadly it may be, drinking from that steady beam |