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a lot of you tik tok kimya dawson 'fans' need to hear this lmaoo. kimya would NOT like most of yall

Lost at cop

love me some kimya

Kimya was decades ahead of her time when this song came out. I still can’t sing it all the way through without breaking into tears.

I wonder how many times I've watched this. Every time I cry. Kimya Dawson you are brave and true and completely beautiful.

Absolutely superb!

day after day and nothing has changed ten years on

This is so fucking beautiful

Takamine ❤🫒

3:16 tattoo of a dancing panda 🐼🫒

She sings this here so gently and yet it's STILL full of emotion and passion!

Thanks Kimya now I'm crying on my way to work.

This is like the female version of Daniel Johnston if Daniel Johnston wasn't nearly as good

Wow...just wow.

I LOVE YOU, KIMYA DAWSON!

Gross!!!!!! 3:26!!! Bootlicker!!!!!! FUCK COPS!!!!!!!! FUCK THE SYSTEM OF OPPRESSION!!! Kimya, I thought you were smart.

[Verse 1] You were looking down at them, they were looking down at you You were starched and pressed, they were all disheveled They were holding hands, They were ragamuffins and they said "I know we're not fancy but we're on the same level We've got plans, big plans! We're gonna change the world All you care about is dollars, that doesn't make sense All you do is hit snooze, watch the news, buy shoes, drink booze Make money feel spent and Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day after day after day." [Verse 2] Then you look at them without batting an eye and say "Hey little hippie, let your freak flag fly Why don't you go smoke a bowl in your best tie-dye? Get a tattoo of a dancing bear holding a peace sign You can talk the talk but when it comes to real change Are you and all your little friends exactly the same? You sit around in potlucks, pointing fingers, placing blame Drinking kombucha and eating tempeh and Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day, it's the same shit Day after day after day after day after day." If you are judging them while they are judging you And you think that makes them assholes, maybe you're an asshole too Do we argue with each other until we both turn blue or Find similarities in what we like and what we do? Yeah, just because someone does not look like me Doesn't mean they are a clone or a sheep Maybe they like their job and they're living their dream And they love their friends and their family Yeah, some people thrive between nine and five And feel like they're choking if their neck's not tied And some people feel as if they're gonna die if Their seams aren't straight and their shoes not tied Some people like business, some people like numbers Some people grow organic heirloom cucumbers And only feel free with their hands in the dirt In a pair of old jeans and their favorite t-shirt Some people feel enslaved when they have a boss Some people without one are totally lost To make this world work, it takes all different kinds We all have different tastes, different strengths, different minds So it doesn't make sense to generalize And it doesn't make sense to judge with our eyes We need more compassion, we need to be kind If you open your heart, you might like what you find Cause there are some mean bus drivers, and there's some nice bus drivers And there's some nice cops in Madison, Wisconsin And there's some nice teachers, and there's some mean teachers Just because you have a mean teacher doesn't mean all teachers suck And no one is nice all the time, no one is mean all the time Think about what someone's going through that's making them be mean to you Like maybe their pet gerbil died and they are really sad inside Or maybe they are in a fight with someone that they really liked Or maybe they are really shy, don't know how to socialize May just want to run and hide, not saying that it's justified But if we learn to empathize, the resentments will vaporize Situations metamorphize before our very eyes Then the need to stereotype will become outdated When we realize that everyone is really complicated We are all so complicated We are all so complicated I am also complicated I am also complicated I'm a black mom, a lactivist, a home-owning punk It's been over a decade since the last time I got drunk I drive a mini-van, and I've got junk in the trunk I think Danny DeVito is a total hunk I like revisiting the shit my therapist helps me remember Being friends with someone for a long time, still not knowing their gender I fight for equal rights, and I fight for inner peace And I pray to the dead for the gratitude I need I've got chickens in my backyard and a little garden plot I really hate commercials but I got a slap-chop Cause I'm a sucker for a remix, let me tell you what By the time that I am finished, you are gonna love these nuts I'm a little bit pop culture, a lot bit DIY I don't know the definition of T.M.I. I write poems about my period, post pictures of my log If you don't like body functions, you shouldn't read my blog My baby's daddys a musician from the mountains in France He wrote me a song, we did interpretive dance Then he knocked me up, now we have the coolest kid Yeah, making her with him's the smartest thing I ever did And I feel like I can fly when I'm on roller skates I get a little high when I eat dried dates I feel like I'm unloading when I'm loading up the car I feel like I'm exploding when I'm holding my guitar I don't understand what numbers have to do with success Or what sales have to do with happiness Unless they're the kind of sails that will carry me to sea Where my grandma and grandpa are waiting for me I never thought I'd make it to 25, now I'm pushing 40 and I'm glad that I'm alive If I ever need a tour bus, I'm still gonna drive Cause I like looking out the window as the world goes by Looking out the windshield as the world goes by Yeah, looking out the windshield as the world goes by Now I'm pushing 40 and I'm glad that I'm alive And I like looking out the windshield as the world goes by

6min isn't enough. I've replayed 8times now. Still going.

Having a kid at 79 it's definetly punk!

i like to listen to this song before work because my manager is mean to me but i know she's having a hard time and she doesn't mean it <3

I love her!

Kimya Dawson Loves Me! Tee shirt cam confirm that kids

I went with some friends to see a show about 20 years ago at the Beachland Tavern in Cleveland, dont remember what band my friends wanted to see, i just went along. I was blown away by Kimya. Amazing artist! 😃👍

Your such a beautiful human being kimya thanks for your music ❤️

2023 tap in

Kimya delivers the most truthful message, in the most lucid way, with the most gentle delivery. Gotta LOVE her !

Why I listen to this the first time in live ? ..du sprichst mir aus der Seele . You speak me out of my soul .

Rediscovering My love for Kimya.

Oh man, I so needed this. What a song that makes you feel hugged will listening to it. Thank you!

how did she go from this: ruclips.net/video/qdITzQEYQ2E/видео.html to this? she used to actually sing, now she sounds like every basic hipster singer ever.

I absolutely love kimya dawson

still looking out hthat windshield^^

Lyrics Same shit/ complicated You were looking down at them, they were looking down at you. You were starched and pressed, they were all disheveled. They were holding hands, they were ragamuffins and They said "I know we're not fancy, but we're on the same level." We've got plans, big plan, we're gonna change the world. All you care about is dollars, that doesn't make sense. All you do is hit snooze, watch the news, buy shoes, drink booze, make Money, feel spent and... Day after day after day, it's the same shit. Day after day after day, it's the same shit. Day after day after day, it's the same shit. Day after day after day after day after day. Then you looked at them without batting an eye and said "Hey little hippie, let your freak flag fly. Why don't you go smoke a bowl in your best tie dye, Get a tattoo of a dancing bear holding a peace sign. You can talk the talk but when it comes to real change, Aren't you and all your little friends exactly the same? You sit around at potlucks pointing fingers, placing blame, Drinking kombucha, and eating tempeh. Day after day after day, it's the same shit. Day after day after day, it's the same shit. Day after day after day, it's the same shit. Day after day after day after day after day. If you are judging them while they are judging you, And you think that makes them assholes, maybe you're an asshole too. Do we argue with each other 'til we both turn blue, Or find similarities in what we like and what we do? Yeah, just because someone does not look like me, Doesn't mean that they are a clone or a sheep. Maybe they like their job and they're living their dream, And they love their friends and their family. Yeah. Some people thrive between nine and five, And feel like they're choking if their neck's not tied And some people feel as if they're gonna die If their seams aren't straight and their shoes aren't tied. Some people like business, some people like numbers, Some people grow organic heirloom cucumbers, And only feel free with their hands in the dirt In a pair of old jeans and their favorite t-shirt. Some people feel enslaved when they have a boss, some people without one feel totally lost. To make this world work it takes all different kinds. We all have different tastes, different strengths, different minds, So it doesn't make sense to generalize And it doesn't make sense to judge with our eyes. We need more compassion, we need to be kind. If you open your heart you might like what you find. 'Cause there are some nice bus drivers, and there's some mean bus drivers And there are some nice cops in Madison, Wisconsin. And there's some nice teachers, and there's some mean teachers, Just because you have mean teachers, doesn't mean all teachers suck. And no one is nice all the time, no one is mean all the time. Think about what someone's going through that's making them be mean to you, like maybe their pet gerbil died and they are really sad inside, Or maybe they got in a fight with someone that they really like or Maybe they are really shy and don't know how to socialize, They just want to run and hide, not saying that it's justified But if we learn to empathize the resentments will vaporize, Situations metamorphize before our very eyes. Then the need to stereotype will become outdated when we realize that everyone Is really complicated. We are all so complicated. We are all so complicated. I am also complicated. I am also complicated. I'm a black mama lactivist, a home-owning punk. It's been over a decade since the last time I got drunk. I drive a minivan and I've got junk in the trunk. I think Danny Devito is a total hunk. I like revisiting the shit my therapist helps me remember. Being friends with someone for a long time, still not knowing their gender. I fight for equal rights and I fight for inner peace. I pray to the dead for the gratitude I need. I've got chickens in my backyard and a little garden plot. I really hate commercials but I got a slap-chop, 'cause I'm a sucker for a remix, let me tell you what, By the time that I am finished, you're gonna love these nuts. I'm a little bit pop culture, a lot bit D.I.Y., I don't know the definition of T.M.I. I write poems about my period, post pictures of my log, If you don't like body functions then you shouldn't read my blog. My husband's a musician from the mountains in France, He wrote me a song, we did interpretive dance, Then he knocked me up, now we have the coolest kid, Yeah, hooking up with him's the smartest thing I ever did. And I feel like I can fly when I'm on roller skates, I get a little high when I eat dried dates. I feel like I'm unloading when I'm loading up the car. I feel like I'm exploding when I'm holding my guitar. I don't understand what numbers have to do with success Or what sales have to do with happiness, Unless they're the kind of sails that will carry me to sea, Where my grandma and grandpa are waiting for me. I never thought I'd make it to 25, now I'm 37 and I'm glad that I'm alive. If I ever need a tour bus, I'm still gonna drive, 'Cause I like looking out the windshield as the world goes by. Looking out the windshield as the world goes by. Yeah, looking out the windshield as the world goes by. Now I'm 37 and I'm glad that I'm alive And I like looking out the windshield as the world goes by.

I may be an asshole

Thank You <3 -this one is a tearjerker for me<3

me getting serotonin remembering the lyrics she changed, especially the one that is now updated to exclude a line <3 Kimya Dawson is an angel of earth for me, and i reserve that title for once someone is past a certain amount of saving my life.

Lovely. thank you

Exactly

Holy.... sht .lol

wauw you seems amazings!!

Damn, I love that woman

her music is as beautiful as her appearance ugly

❤️

Olympia's finest this decade

This girl speaks the truth better than anyone I know ❤ thank you

Kimya I want to jam with you

thank u

I have a strong love for non-pop music, that taste has taken me through genres from Blue Grass to Blues, Country, Metal to name just a few ... this is amazing :) Thank you for sharing your art ^^

Amazing💫

absolutely beautiful