Robert DeLong - Global Concepts
I think it burns my sense of truth
To hear me shouting at my youth
I need a way to sort it out
After i die, i?ll reawake
Redefine what was at stake
From the hindsight of a god
I?ll see the people that i used
See the substance i abused
The ugly places that i lived
Did i make money, was i proud?
Did i play my songs too loud?
Did i leave my life to chance
Or did i make you fucking dance?
Symmetry exists only in our mind
Our brain is seeking squares
So i woke up with entropy defined
But the forms still linger there, in my head
I?ll see the people that i used
See the substance i abused
The ugly places that i lived
Did i make money, was i proud?
Did i play my songs too loud?
Did i leave my life to chance
Or did i make you fucking dance?
Global concepts don?t come in the world round
But we share a mortal frame
That if you can?t hear reacts to every sound
But know 2 people move the same
I think it burns my sense of truth
To hear me shouting at my youth
I need a way to sort it out
After i die, i?ll reawake
Redefine what was at stake
From the hindsight of a god
I?ll see the people that i used
See the substance i abused
The ugly places that i lived
Did i make money, was i proud?
Did i play my songs too loud?
Did i leave my life to chance
Or did i make you fucking dance?
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