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 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 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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 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.
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 I'll see the people that I use
 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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 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.
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 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 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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