Three lights are lit but the fourth one's out,

I can tell cause it's a bit darker than the last night's bout,

I forgot about the drought of light bulbs in this house,

So I head out, down a route I think is heading south,

But I'm not good with directions and I hide behind my mouth,

I'm a pro at imperfections and I'm best friends with my doubt,

And now that my mind's out, and now I hear it clear and loud,

I'm thinking, "Wow, I probably shoulda stayed inside my house."

~ The Judge, by Twenty One Pilots

(personal favorite and i love this part, also check out the Croix flip for this, i think it suits the lyrics more, but the original is always the true song)