disorder

Natural laws were born and raised in disorder
 Natural laws were born and raised in disorder
 Natural laws were born and raised in disorder
 Natural laws were born and raised in disorder
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 Slice the pie in half
 You'll make it cut the night
 If you lose it, get used to it
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 Slice the pie in half
 You'll make it cut the night
 If you lose it, get used to it
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 Natural laws were born and raised in disorder
 Natural laws were born and raised in disorder
 Natural laws were born and raised in disorder
 Natural laws were born and raised in disorder
 Time to make it right
 To get it together
 To follow the weather
 To crack under pressure
 It's way past midnight
 And the moon is bright
 But you know there's not right time
 To do it all wrong
 To do it all wrong
 So just face it
 Slice the pie in half
 You'll make it cut the night
 If you lose it, get used to it
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 Slice the pie in half
 You'll make it cut the night
 If you lose it, get used to it
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 (In disorder)
 (In disorder)
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 (In disorder)
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 (In disorder)