How do you own disorder, disorder Now somewhere between the sacred silence Sacred silence and sleep Disorder, disorder, disorder Eating seeds as a pastime activity Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep Now, what do you own the world? When I

That kind of lonely Every strand has come unwound Every heart is all worn down Everyone in this room wanted to be somewhere else Well this party's turned a corner Every room is in disorder Now the nightingale won’t sing for us We scared her away Well you

This just the intro, let me not get ahead of myself I been waitin' on this All of this disorder, no addressin' The crown is broken in pieces, but there's more in my possession There's a whole lot in my possession Who do you really love? Well, that's sure

This scene I'm on is for actors and actresses Bitches comin' in disorderly fashion I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze Cameras gon' flash when you're the main attraction Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards Had to get this shit the hard