Intro: :3/4:
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Conversion, software version 7.0,
Looking at life through the eyes
Of a tire hub.
Eating seeds as a pastime activity –
The toxicity of our city,
Of our city.
Chorus:
You, 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.
Instrumental: :3/4:
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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.
Chorus:
You, 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.
Instrumental: :3/4:
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Cm } ×4
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder?
Now somewhere between
The sacred silence,
Sacred silence and sleep.
Somewhere between
The sacred silence and sleep –
Disorder, disorder, disorder.
Instrumental: :3/4: Cm } ×4
/C /Eb /D
When I became the sun,
/C /Eb /D
I shone life into the man’s hearts.
/C /Eb /D
When I became the sun,
/C /Eb /D
I shone life into the man’s hearts.