| Lyrics | % Correct |
|---|---|
| The {toxicity} of our city, our city | 97%
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| {Disorder}, {disorder}, {disorder} | 88%
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| How do you own {disorder}, {disorder}? | 88%
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| Now, somewhere between the {sacred} {silence} | 88%
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| {Sacred} {silence} and sleep | 88%
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| Somewhere between the {sacred} {silence} and sleep | 88%
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| Conversion, {software} version 7.0 | 84%
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| {Eating} {seeds} as a pastime activity | 78%
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| Flashlight reveries caught in the {headlights} of a truck | 75%
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| You, what do you own {the} {world}? | 69%
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| More wood for their {fires}, loud neighbors | 63%
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| Looking at life through the eyes of a {tire} {hub} | 59%
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| When I {became} {the} {sun} | 59%
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| I shone life into the {man}'{s} {hearts} | 41%
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