Make a Move
The song Make a Move is soul property of Icon for Hire. Please check them out on Youtube if you liked the song. Death Note belongs to Viz Media, Tsugumi Obata, and Takeshi Obah. I do not own Near or Light. Spoiler alert for episode 25. Also, L's real name is given here.
Near sat in his room mulling over things. Kira. He was going to catch Kira. L. He was going to pick up where L left off. Mello. He had beaten Mello.
His plan was simple, wait for Kira to do something rash or overly cocky. He'd pick it up from there, but now he lie in wait like a tiger waiting to spring.
Somebody make a move
Somebody make a move
Somebody…
Meanwhile, Light sat in his own apartment mulling over his own plans. Finally, with L dead, his job had never been easier! Finally, he could see how mankind could react to a utopia!
Test my reality
Check if there's a week spot
Try and make it look like it's all somehow getting better
'Cause I know how to play it pretty good against the measure
Kira. L. Kira must die. L was dead. L was… him. He hoped L was as strange as he was. If L was a normal person… No. Impossible. No one was normal, especially not in this line of work. Normality is overrated anyway! Everyone's a little crazy on the inside.
Everyone started out a little insane
But we learn pretty quick how to fake it for the game
Some of you never learn to drop the act
So under that skin of yours, a heart attack
Light was nervous. He got the feeling killing L wouldn't stop someone else from stopping him. Perhaps not that pathetic excuse for a task force, but someone better ept for the situation. God, if there was another L, couldn't they just make themselves known already so he could kill them! The idea was eating him alive.
Near was worried. What if he came out of hiding too soon? What if he accidentally showed himself to someone with the eyes? He could be killed if he didn't time this perfectly.
'Cause everybody's so scared
We don't wanna go there
We don't wanna make a move
We've got our own lives to lose
Screaming in a dark crowd, we just play our part out
Light was playing that idiot task force for fools. They all thought he was bent on solving the case, on being the second L. What a bunch of idiots! All he had to do was act like he wasn't Kira and they wouldn't suspect a thing.
I'll play right along like I don't know what's going on
Once again, the concept of another L other than himself and the original came into Light's mind. When would he strike? How would he know this was the third L? Would he call himself L? No, Light was L. This person would go by something different. God, couldn't this person just strike already?
Somebody make a move
Somebody make a move
Please somebody make a move
We all know, we all know what's going on
Near's mind moved on. Who was Kira? Could the detective now acting as L be Kira? It would be ideal. By being the only detective on the case, he'd never be stupid enough to catch himself. But who was L II?
And if I had the answers I'd have written them out
To tell you what to do and what this thing is about
But all I've ever learned comes second hand
And I dare not preach what I don't understand
Light mulled over the possibility of another L… It was almost 100%. Wow, he had been around L for so long he started to think like him. Who knew Lawlietism was contagious? He may be Kira, but a bit of L seemed to be forever inside him.
You and I, we share the same disease
Cover up, compromise what wegrieve
I've let my own share of revivals die
This isn't pretty but it's what I am tonight
Near wondered when the right time would come? Would he wait too long? Or would he strike too early? He mentally weighed the possibilities. If he struck to early, he'd be forced to reveal his identity and killed. If he waited too long, he'd survive, but Kira would be on top. Time and the element of surprise would be on his side and he'd wait for Kira to make the first move.
Somebody make a move
Somebody make a move
Please somebody make a move
We all know, we all know what's going on
Light lay in wait for another L to make himself known. Near lay in wait for Light to slip up. The pressure was on.
Pointingthe trigger, the problems still linger
They keep getting bigger and I hold the trigger
Running with fire, I live like a liar
Please somebody make a move