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Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds as a pasttime activity, yeah
Toxicity of our city, of our ci-i-i-ity
Oh now, what do you own, the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder?
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and the sleep
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More wood for the fires, loud neighbors
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds as a pasttime activity, yeah, yeah
Toxicity of our city, of our ci-i-i-ity
Oh now, what do you own, the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder?
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and the sleep
And the sleep
And the sleep
And the sleep
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