To End Is to Begin
Begin with the finish
Nothing's wrong with the physics
Higgs boson collisions
Like a cork when it blows this flow is uplifting.
It's a roast and we toast good living
To my kids, my wish is
That their lives are filled to the brim with riches
Give me grand kid kisses
To my wife
I'm sorry, that I didn't listen, to you, ha
Look at us now
Are we what, you envisioned?
Blurred lines
We try to keep it straight but, but
We're straight tripping
Bae, we reached the end,
But my pen isn't through spilling
The ink is still wet, dripping
Off the papers edge,
Sent here to take a test
A lifetime of study but we sometimes still forget...
To end...
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
(Let me)
Begin by going light speed...
Like going back in time speed
To a place and time more likely
To produce a man who just might be
Attuned to the plan of the man on high see
But, it was all too sweet
and it began to rot my teeth like Hi-C
But, I was at the end of my rope
On the receiving end of a rope a dope like Ali
Lost all hope and the drugs were not
The potions that I had hoped for
These scenes in my dreams constantly awoke me
Clutching my throat closed off
Please don't leave me
Were the pleas that I pleaded
Begged, conceded and confessed repeated
Rinse and repeat it
At last I can see that
To end...
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
(Let me)
End with the beginning
Paths wend every which way
When they splay go on stick a fork in my sinning
Was stuck on no silver spoons in my mitts
Let alone in my mouth and yet I spit
As if there was gold hidden in our plastic spoons
3 In a bed in my moms bedroom
Except that I slept in my baby brothers crib...
Til I was 4 guess I'd grown too tall
There was just no more headroom
But that was before my Pops spun run and begun
What would become a revolving door
And I won-dor, if before I was one or
Before my mum was, um, sore
Did I...
See it as a means to an end
To end my disbelief
Which would've led me to see that
To end... is to begin
To end...
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
Nothing's wrong with the physics
Higgs boson collisions
Like a cork when it blows this flow is uplifting.
It's a roast and we toast good living
To my kids, my wish is
That their lives are filled to the brim with riches
Give me grand kid kisses
To my wife
I'm sorry, that I didn't listen, to you, ha
Look at us now
Are we what, you envisioned?
Blurred lines
We try to keep it straight but, but
We're straight tripping
Bae, we reached the end,
But my pen isn't through spilling
The ink is still wet, dripping
Off the papers edge,
Sent here to take a test
A lifetime of study but we sometimes still forget...
To end...
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
(Let me)
Begin by going light speed...
Like going back in time speed
To a place and time more likely
To produce a man who just might be
Attuned to the plan of the man on high see
But, it was all too sweet
and it began to rot my teeth like Hi-C
But, I was at the end of my rope
On the receiving end of a rope a dope like Ali
Lost all hope and the drugs were not
The potions that I had hoped for
These scenes in my dreams constantly awoke me
Clutching my throat closed off
Please don't leave me
Were the pleas that I pleaded
Begged, conceded and confessed repeated
Rinse and repeat it
At last I can see that
To end...
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
(Let me)
End with the beginning
Paths wend every which way
When they splay go on stick a fork in my sinning
Was stuck on no silver spoons in my mitts
Let alone in my mouth and yet I spit
As if there was gold hidden in our plastic spoons
3 In a bed in my moms bedroom
Except that I slept in my baby brothers crib...
Til I was 4 guess I'd grown too tall
There was just no more headroom
But that was before my Pops spun run and begun
What would become a revolving door
And I won-dor, if before I was one or
Before my mum was, um, sore
Did I...
See it as a means to an end
To end my disbelief
Which would've led me to see that
To end... is to begin
To end...
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
Is to begin
Let's end
Let's end (this)
To end
Credits
Writer(s): David Andrew Quinones
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