Looking at life through the eyes of a tired hub <br />Eating seeds as a pastime activity <br />The toxicity of our city, of our city <br />Now, what do you own the world? <br />How do you own disorder, disorder <br />Now somewhere between the sacred silence <br />Sacred silence and sleep <br />Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep <br />Disorder, disorder, disorder <br />More wood for the fires, loud neighbours <br />Flishlight riveries caught in the headlights of a truck <br />Now, what do you own the world? <br />How do you own disorder, disorder <br />Now somewhere between the sacred silence <br />Sacred silence and sleep <br />Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep <br />Disorder, disorder, disorder <br />Now, what do you own the world? <br />How do you own disorder, disorder <br />Now somewhere between the sacred silence <br />Sacred silence and sleep <br />Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep <br />Disorder, disorder, disorder <br />When I became the sun <br />I shone life into the mans hearts <br />When I became the sun <br />I shone life into the mans hearts
