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Half of Two Times Two (Newer Version) Lyrics
And it's political
And politics is not necessarily just guerilla fighters, prime ministers
And who cheated in the primaries
It's also who am I in relation to you
Who are we in the way we can see ourselves
In relation to the other kids
The ones in the magazines, and the ones who miss out on stuff
It does not even matter anyways
'Cause they live far away from the cities
And yet they're still rebelling from the systems and the norms
That are saying be bummed and be bored
And they're taking matters in their own hands
And that's what matters, I think how everyone's own plan
Works out and we can all give credit in the end, or the middle
Rather than tripping on some scene politicals, do you know what I mean?
And if we're all here then we're also probably also special art rebels anyway
So let's all be special art rebels together, same level
And if not the same it's so close, so close
And here it goes, and it's a toast, and it's a toast to us, and it goes
Eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes open
Like Textfield Magazine was made by Jonathan Maghen
Maybe when you're driving SUVs, Audis, station wagons, Civics or whatever
You might turn on music to not think better
'Cause it would be better to not think about whatever there is to not think about
And then it works like this
You're like arms stretched out, needle sticks in, feel pricking
Wait a second, oh my god, and then you see the blood dripping
It's coming out like a waterfall
And you just a want a test result, "you're ok" and that's all
Not an hour and a half stall at planned parenthood wasting all your time on an AIDS test?
No, it's just a general STD screening
Oh my god I'm fully leaving
Actually I'm not I'm getting it done just to do it
'Cause I can, 'cause it's fully doable
To make it through this, so do it
I did, oh my god, dude man dawg homie bro
It puts the world in perspective, it's big
Like your most intense-est experiences
And multiply them times a bajillion people
At all times past and future, together with right now
Right now crazy gnarly stuff is happening
Simultaneous to beautiful light bursts
And perfect angel babies
Who will maybe someday grow up to revolutionize
Things called love, love, of who knows what
The crazy gnarly regenerative force of people
That's what I'm saying,
Oh my god
There is so much
And politics is not necessarily just guerilla fighters, prime ministers
And who cheated in the primaries
Who are we in the way we can see ourselves
In relation to the other kids
The ones in the magazines, and the ones who miss out on stuff
'Cause they live far away from the cities
And yet they're still rebelling from the systems and the norms
That are saying be bummed and be bored
And that's what matters, I think how everyone's own plan
Works out and we can all give credit in the end, or the middle
Rather than tripping on some scene politicals, do you know what I mean?
So let's all be special art rebels together, same level
And if not the same it's so close, so close
And here it goes, and it's a toast, and it's a toast to us, and it goes
Eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes open
Eyes closed, eyes open
Maybe when you're driving SUVs, Audis, station wagons, Civics or whatever
You might turn on music to not think better
'Cause it would be better to not think about whatever there is to not think about
You're like arms stretched out, needle sticks in, feel pricking
Wait a second, oh my god, and then you see the blood dripping
It's coming out like a waterfall
Not an hour and a half stall at planned parenthood wasting all your time on an AIDS test?
No, it's just a general STD screening
Oh my god I'm fully leaving
'Cause I can, 'cause it's fully doable
To make it through this, so do it
I did, oh my god, dude man dawg homie bro
Like your most intense-est experiences
And multiply them times a bajillion people
At all times past and future, together with right now
Simultaneous to beautiful light bursts
And perfect angel babies
Things called love, love, of who knows what
The crazy gnarly regenerative force of people
That's what I'm saying,
There is so much
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like Textfield magazine was made by Jonathan Maghen
i actually got that right and had no idea who he was.. wheres my edit button?
I'm pretty sure it's
"and yet they're still rebelling from the systems and the norms that are saying be bummed and be bored"
and
"maybe when you're driving SUV's, Audis, Stationwagons, Civics, or whatever"
and
"oh my god, dude, man, dog, homie, bro"
love this song.
those all sound correct, thanks.. wish i could edit it? i dont see an edit button.. brendan's quite the lyricist to transcribe, though, im proud of what i got :)
"and if we're all here then we're also probably also special art rebels anyway, so let's all be special art rebels together" Similar but.
I always thought it was "oh my god dude do not call me bro" but now I hear yours. Tad bummed, I liked the first one better.
"like (?? the most intense experiences) like multiplying times in a bajillion people at all times passed the future together"
I'm pretty sure it's actually:
"like take the most intensest experience and multiply it times a bajillion people at all times, past and future, together with right now"
and "things called the globe of who knows what" I always thought was "things called the blow up of who knows what," but I'm not entirely sure
it's: and you just want a test result that you're okay and that's all, and not an hour and a half stall at planned parenthood waiting, and it's not even an AIDS test..?
and TeN is right, he's saying: things called the blow up of who-knows-what