Lyrics
[Verse] 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, 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 [Verse] 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
