Toxicity

City Toxins: Unveiling the Chaos Within Our Lives
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Lyrics

Conversion, software version, seven point O

Reflecting on the conversion and version of software, possibly metaphorical for societal changes.

Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub

Viewing life from the perspective of a tire hub, suggesting a mechanical or detached outlook.

Eating seeds as a pastime activity

Engaging in mundane activities like eating seeds, possibly highlighting a lack of purpose or fulfillment.

The toxicity of our city

Addressing the harmful aspects, possibly pollution or negative influences, of the city environment.


You, what do you own, the world?

Questioning ownership of the world, exploring themes of control and power.

How do you own disorder?

Pondering how one possesses or manages disorder, examining the nature of chaos.

Now, somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep

Describing a state between silence and sleep, possibly highlighting a contemplative or transitional phase.

Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep

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Disorder, disorder

Repeating the word "disorder," emphasizing a chaotic or disordered state.


More wood for their fires, loud neighbors

Mentioning the need for more resources (wood) and disturbances (loud neighbors), possibly commenting on societal challenges.

Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck

Depicting vivid mental images (flashlight reveries) interrupted by external influences.

Eating seeds as a pastime activity

Repeating the act of eating seeds, reinforcing a sense of monotony or unfulfilling activities.

The toxicity of our city

Reiterating the toxicity of the city, emphasizing its negative impact.


You, what do you own, the world?

Posing questions about ownership of the world, suggesting a reflection on power dynamics.

How do you own disorder?

Repeating the inquiry about managing disorder, exploring the theme of control.

Now, somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep

Recalling the state between silence and sleep, reinforcing a transitional or reflective phase.

Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep

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Disorder, disorder

Repeating the word "disorder," underscoring the prevalence of chaos.


When I became the sun

Expressing a transformation into a source of life (the sun) and its impact on humanity.

I shone life into the man's hearts

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When I became the sun

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I shone life into the man's hearts

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The man's hearts

Emphasizing the transformative effect on the hearts of humanity.

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