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Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city

You, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder?
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder

More wood for their fires, loud neighbors
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city

You, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder?
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder

When I became the sun, I shone life into the man's hearts
When I became the sun, I shone life into the man's hearts