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→ System Of A Down - Toxicity

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Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub

Eating seeds as a pastime activity

The toxicity of our city, of our city

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

More wood for their fires, loud neighbours

Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck

Eating seeds as a pastime activity

The toxicity of our city, of our city

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, 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

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