So where is what I seek?
Cause this is not it
Which way next
He asked the beat
That led him to this
An expression of familiarity over time
So first glance is all that counts
Often called… lust
Sigh… So that’s too low to trust
But he’s tired of being lost
Wait… what if he acts like it exists
Contrary to what his soul knows
And risk his mind
Throw his eternal self into that bowl
Fantasy… A beautiful dream
What other choice does he have?
And theeeeeere he goes…
Oh! So this where they were, he said
And changed his mind
He didn’t do too well in crowds
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