Conversion, software version 7.O
looking at lives, true this eyes,
to the tire hub.
Eating seems, of a pastime, activity,
the toxicity, of our city, of our city.

(chorus)
Now, where you are on the world?
Hear you are on disorder, disorder,
now, somewhere between the secret silence,
secret silence and sleeps.
Somewhere, between the secret silence and sleep,
disorder, disorder, disorder.

More woods, for this fire, lough neighbours,
flashlight revires, ´cause in the headlights,
of a truck.
Eating seems, of a pastime, activity,
the toxicity, of our city, of our city.

(chorus)

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