Paroles de 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 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 fucking 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 fucking 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 fucking dance?