Hermione Granger




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.

System of a Down met Toxicity natuurlijk!





NIEUWE:

MISS JONES TAUGHT ME ENGLISH
BUT I THINK I JUST SHOT HER SON
'CUZ HE OWED ME MONEY
WITH A BULLET IN THE CHEST
YOU CANNOT RUN
NOW HE'S BLEEDING IN A VACANT LOT
THE ONE IN THE SUMMER
WHERE WE USED TO SMOKE POT
I GUESS I DIDN'T MEAN IT
BUT MAN YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT
HIS FLESH EXPLODE


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