The second finished project in my series. None of the tracks were altered. All were created with my voice. So please excuse the less than decent vocals for the lyrical part. LYRICS Conversion, software version 7.0 Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub Eating seeds is a passtime activity The toxicity of our city, of our city New, 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 neighbors Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck. Eating seeds as a passtime activity. The toxicity of our city, of our city, New, 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. New, 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 light into the man’s hearts, When I became the sun, I shone light into the man’s hearts. (they may not all be right. no good sources online)
Toxicity – System of a Down Beatbox
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