4 lyrics for "Disorder, disorder, disorder"
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
PlayThat 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
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