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36 lines
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Conversion, software version 7.0
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Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
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Eating seeds as a pastime activity
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The toxicity of our city, of our city
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You, what do you own, the world?
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How do you own disorder, disorder?
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Now, somewhere between the sacred silence
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Sacred silence and sleep
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Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
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Disorder, disorder, disorder
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More wood for their fires, loud neighbors
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Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
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Eating seeds as a pastime activity
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The toxicity of our city, of our city
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You, what do you own, the world?
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How do you own disorder, disorder?
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Now, somewhere between the sacred silence
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Sacred silence and sleep
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Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
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Disorder, disorder, disorder
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You, what do you own, the world?
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How do you own disorder?
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Now, somewhere between the sacred silence
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Sacred silence and sleep
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Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
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Disorder, disorder, disorder
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When I became the Sun, I shone life into the man′s hearts
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When I became the Sun, I shone life into the man's hearts
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