As of the summer of 2009, the Sixtoo name has been laid to rest as a result of a break-in and theft of hard-drives containing unreleased Sixtoo recordings, session stems, sample kits and loops, and archive material spanning 15 years.
Squire has also worked under the aliases Six Vicious, Villain Accelerate (with Daren Okafo aka Stigg of The Dump) and S&N (with Norsola Johnson). He has recently focused his career on a remix project named Megasoid with Hadji Baraka of Wolf Parade, as well as making music under the alias Speakerbruiser Rob.
One World Lost
Sixtoo Lyrics
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Remained past the last sand of the monument,
Stained my impression, and my diary page exposed the, truth hurts.
My eyes strained with cautiousness, precautiousness.
Pre-truth, i stand still as that same monument,
Same vision of all i encounter.
Foes close encounter but my willpower is nuclear.
I stand clear, i lie clear, i stand here.
Whole-hearted hesitation, habitat recreation.
Comforting the countless span of the malfunctions zone,
Counter-combined the wires with the throne.
Double-pulled switch, double-edged sanity, swipe-card vanity.
Massagonist, tick tock, the clock tick, tock.
Run around the block,
Parent community, center stage,
Crowd whisper, front page, crowd whisper metaphor.
Nothing more, nothing less than the test of time, travel.
Time unravel, time unravels time and time again and again.
It seems to be nothing more than echoes.
But this world is not yours. return to somewhere.
One world lost, lost world. one thought gained.
This world is not yours, return to nowhere.
One world lost, lost world. one thought gained.
Monument word, absurd, my last breath,
The weapons of the mind, tools dull, cold.
Sharp witness, bold face, typed, hype, but signed in heli-type,
But somehow not quite right.
Crystal clear visions of grandure.
This mountain top of the mild stone age.
Mystic, ballistic testing my determination
To persevere between clouds and clear thoughts.
Tears on the inside, smiles on the other side,
One half of the current side, tracking my hands attacking my insides.
The same ideas are the ones that i pray on,
In red chicagos with a suit made out of rayon.
Writing my name with a crayon next to yours on the display.
One way, this way, this way,
This world is not yours, return to somewhere.
One world lost, lost world. one thought gained.
This world is not yours, return to nowhere.
One world lost, lost world. one thought gained.
The song "One World Lost" by Sixtoo presents a dense and intricate message about the human experience and the state of the world. At first glance, the lyrics seem to be a collection of unrelated sentences and phrases, but as the song progresses, a theme begins to emerge. The first line, "One world lost, lost world. one thought gained," sets up the idea that as individuals, we may lose a sense of belonging in the world but can find purpose through our thoughts and actions.
Throughout the song, Sixtoo references monuments, impressions, and truths that have been exposed. He expresses caution as he encounters the world around him but asserts his willpower as being nuclear. There is a sense of determination to persevere amidst the malfunctions and faults of the world. The lyrics also touch on the power of the mind and the tools we use to navigate our thoughts and emotions. The last lines of the song, "This world is not yours, return to somewhere...return to nowhere," suggest that the world exists beyond any individual's ownership and ultimately leads to a feeling of transience and echoes.
Overall, the lyrics of "One World Lost" are open to interpretation, but they embody the complex and multifaceted nature of the human experience. Sixtoo captures the contrast of beauty and pain, hope and fear, in a poetic and thought-provoking way that encourages the listener to reflect on their place in the world.
Line by Line Meaning
One world lost, lost world. one thought gained,
Acknowledging the loss of a world gone too soon and the gain of a single thought to hold onto.
Remained past the last sand of the monument,
Reflecting on something that has endured beyond the sands of time and standing the test of time.
Stained my impression, and my diary page exposed the, truth hurts.
A painful truth that bears witness to an impression that is indelible.
My eyes strained with cautiousness, precautiousness.
A state of vigilance in preparation for something that may come.
Pre-truth, i stand still as that same monument,
A stance that is steadfast, unyielding and constant in the face of change.
Same vision of all i encounter.
A perspective that sees everything the same, without prejudice or bias.
Foes close encounter but my willpower is nuclear.
A fierce and impenetrable willpower that cannot be broken.
I stand clear, i lie clear, i stand here.
Unwavering and honest, standing where one is without fear.
Understand fear, overstand the estimation,
A deep understanding and awareness of fear, and an ability to rise above its influence.
Whole-hearted hesitation, habitat recreation.
An unreserved hesitation, a chance to recreate oneself.
Comforting the countless span of the malfunctions zone,
Providing solace and support for those who are suffering or struggling.
Counter-combined the wires with the throne.
A mastery of life's challenges, the ability to take control and succeed.
Double-pulled switch, double-edged sanity, swipe-card vanity.
Duality and complexity in decision making and self-awareness, with the added pressure of societal expectations.
Massagonist, tick tock, the clock tick, tock.
The ever-present march of time, and the struggles against oppression and resistance.
Run around the block,
Engaging in a futile struggle, chasing one's own tail.
Parent community, center stage,
A community that is both dependent on, and at the center of, one's being.
Crowd whisper, front page, crowd whisper metaphor.
An insatiable desire for fame that is both fleeting and ultimately meaningless.
Nothing more, nothing less than the test of time, travel.
A journey through time that is both challenging and meaningful.
Time unravel, time unravels time and time again and again.
The cyclical nature of time and its unraveling.
It seems to be nothing more than echoes.
The realization that everything is temporary and fleeting echoing into the abyss.
But this world is not yours. return to somewhere.
A reminder that this world is not one's own, and that one must return to one's true home.
Monument word, absurd, my last breath,
A reflection on the absurdity of existence and one's place in the world.
The weapons of the mind, tools dull, cold.
The power of the mind, unyielding yet cold and unforgiving.
Sharp witness, bold face, typed, hype, but signed in heli-type,
An acute perception, and an unapologetic attention to detail, yet lost in a world of hype and superficiality.
But somehow not quite right.
Feeling incomplete and dissatisfied, something missing.
Crystal clear visions of grandure.
Visions that are both clear and immense, seeing beyond the horizon.
This mountain top of the mild stone age.
A mountain top that is both ancient and monumental.
Mystic, ballistic testing my determination
Testing one's resolve against otherworldly forces.
To persevere between clouds and clear thoughts.
Enduring through moments of fog and chaos to find moments of clarity.
Tears on the inside, smiles on the other side,
Experiencing both pain and joy, often at the same time.
One half of the current side, tracking my hands attacking my insides.
Being torn between two opposing forces, and the toll it takes on one's being.
The same ideas are the ones that i pray on,
Holding onto the same beliefs and ideas, finding comfort and stability in them.
In red Chicagos with a suit made out of rayon.
A sense of style and identity, unique and firmly planted in one's culture.
Writing my name with a crayon next to yours on the display.
A simple yet profound way of leaving one's mark on the world.
One way, this way, this way,
Focusing on one direction, one path, one way forward.
This world is not yours, return to somewhere.
A definitive statement, urging one to return to their true home.
Contributed by Aaliyah W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Soulintent777
Thanks for this