This is actually what I do with my time.

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I spent hours very thoroughly scrutinizing the lyrics to this Animal Collective song:

And this what I accomplished today:

"Now it's day, I've been trying to get that taste off my tongue"
It is a new day and the narrator is coping with a recent shift, or perhaps a disillusionment, trying to forget something (metaphorically, a "taste").

"I was dreaming of just you, now our cereal, it is warm"
Here, the narrator is in a soliloquy with his past self, reflecting on the rapid change, and his luxuries and pleasures he once enjoyed being taken away by the world.

"Attractive day in the rubble of the night from before"
He ironically calls the new exposed reality attractive, as he examines the remains of his destroyed mentality, the hallucinations and naïveté now obvious in the overwhelming truth.

"Now I can't walk in a vacuum, I feel ugly, feel my pores"
The narrator explains the sarcasm in the previous line as an attempt to remain in illusion, and create false happiness. He feels uncomfortable and incapable of living in the newly exposed world, which seems empty like a vacuum now.

"It's the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light"
He tries to ignore those around him, who contribute to the shattered world, in an attempt to reach the full truth and diagnose the cause of his revelation, and what makes to world so different from what he had once thought.

"Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I'm polite"
'What's the day?' 'What are you doing?'
'How's your mood?' 'How's that song?'
Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone"
He realizes the unavoidability of the nature of society, and feels overwhelmed as he tries to accept it. He notices the manifestation of this newly revealed reality in all the dialogues and actions of other people, which once seemed meaningless, and are now obviously manifestations of society. The former innocence of social interaction is "behind me, now it's gone." He is incapable of seeing things the way he was once wonted to.

"And I can't lift you up cause my mind is tired
It's family beaches that I desire
A sacred night, where we'll watch the fireworks"
He paradoxically feels incapable of consoling himself and mitigating the effects of the sudden shift in perspective, because of the very nature of the shift itself. He wants to relax and return to the previous state of childlike ignorance, which seems very recent, yet incapable of being returned to, even for one more night.

"The frightened babies poo
They've got two flashing eyes and they're colored why
They make me feel that I'm only all I see sometimes."
The children are curious and inquisitive of the workings of the universe and the reasons behind the actions of other people. The narrator observes the similar situation he was in, and how the children's wonder will ironically eventually cause them to want to return to ignorance, much like what he is experiencing.

"I've been eating with a good friend who said
'A Genii made me out of the earth's skin'
But in spite of her she is my birth kin,"
He observantly listens to the social analyses of his friend who, in the same state as he, deceives himself or herself with childish ideas, when in fact they are all obviously untrue.

"she spits me out in her surely blood rivers"
The friend defensively dispels the incredulous rationalizations of the narrator, refusing to accept the fallacy of his vain philosophies.

I can't interpret the next part due to the inaccuracy of the transcripts.

"And if they are color blind, they make me feel, that you're/I'm only what I see sometimes."
He again connects the cognitive states of the children with that of his past self.

There are probably terrible inaccuracies in the transcript I was using, but the basic theme of the song is the harsh transition from childhood to adulthood, much like their song "For Reverend Green".

That's how much free time I have.