| Airport lights
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| Transient moods move through
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| Nothing like the departure gate groove
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| They want the «I» of «I»
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| To shut up and disappear
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| To resign myself to a position
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| Located in a specific location
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| Adhere to prescribed definition
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| To cease to be «here and now»
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| But «here and now» is where I reside
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| Even when I tried to play the game
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| I could not hide, I lied
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| To myself never could make the fit
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| In the end, me is me, people
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| Just get used to it
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| Too much time spent acquiescing
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| Looking for the pharmaceutical blessing
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| Learning a lesson, the time is coming
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| Politicians are already running
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| Gunning for some second coming
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| But they’ll find no solid ground
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| Things change
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| Everything remains the same
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| We are all accidental specks
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| A few of us survive via the messiah complex
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| Flex, find the dots to connect
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| Know it’s only this life, no next
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| The web is far too complex
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| I can feel the plane coming to a landing
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| Descending, the sky is shifting
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| I shift my understanding
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| Time has no ending.. ..
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| Gotta come correct
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| Reflect direct energy
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| Positive… live!
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| 'Cause we were never meant to survive
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| Pursue desire, pleasure, enjoy
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| Treasure each moment
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| Nirvana drops like dew
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| On the back of her tongue
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| Swallow, have some
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| Swallow, have some.. ..
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| Airport lights
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| Transient moods move through
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| Nothing like the departure gate groove |