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 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 Seeing Squares
So I Woke Up With Entropy Defined
But The Forms Still Lingered 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 Aren't Common The World Round
But We Share A Mortal Frame
That If You Can't 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 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?