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Lyric: 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
You can not tell us you own the world and then say you also are us who do not own the world, for then we also too must own the world. How do you own this disorder and yet not us as well.
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