Toxicity

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

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