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Global Concepts (Radio Edit) - Robert DeLong
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 re-awake
Redefine what was at stake
From the hindsight of a god
I'll see the people that I use
See the substance I abuse
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 f**king dance
Symmetry exists only in our mind
Our brain is shaping squares
So I woke up with entropy defined
But the forms still linger there
In my head
I'll see the people that I use
See the substance I abuse
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 f**king dance
Global concepts uncommon the world round
But we share a mortal frame
That if you can hear reacts to every sound
But no two 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 re-awake
Redefine what was at stake
From the hindsight of a god
I'll see the people that I use
See the substance I abuse
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 f**king dance