Songtexte Disarray - Preoccupations

Disarray, disarray, disarray
Disarray, disarray, disarray
Disarray, disarray, disarray

Through the tangle
Split the braids
Scramble through
In the mangled masquerade interlude

Holding you up to the test of time
It's easy to see why everything you've ever been told is a lie
Removed from empty rooms

Disarray, disarray, disarray
Disarray, disarray, disarray
Disarray, disarray, disarray

Circumstances of the weakest magnitude
Through traumatic trepidation in pursuit

Holding you up to the test of time
It's easy to see why everything you've ever been told is a lie
Removed from empty rooms

Disarray, disarray, disarray
Disarray, disarray, disarray
Disarray, disarray, disarray