There is a light that makes itself well known
Inside my mind, like, it's been on the road.
A little ting called life was unleashed.
Instincts took over, common sense made us a thief.
We're stealing air, we're stealing blood, we're stealing nature's flood.
That little slap while we nap
Ain't nothin' but an extra hour's worth a work.
The weather ain't crazy but the people are berzerk.
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