Lyrics Order - Jaala

Order

All this woe
In perfect working order
All this love
In perfect working order
All this beat
Order
Melody in a particular
Order
Orders
No wonder you find it hard
You were being ridden
No wonder you find it hard to rise up
You were being riddled
Under sixty-two moons
Hidden only by the distance
Nothing much else to do but
Revel like an infant at the
Order
Orders
Order
Yea- order
If you want to rise up as sweet angels do
Rid all of this trouble over her
The answers aren’t going to propose to you
But all of this trouble over her
All this trouble over the hill
Huh-
No wonder I find it hard
Bathing in the system
Well no wonder I find it hard
Im warmed in my nepotism
Oh, there’s nothing much else to do but
Ssssshhhhhhhhhhh-
Oh, there’s nothing much else left to but
Give up trying to hide it
Order
Yeah, Order
Order
Yeah, Order
There will be no one
That will keep me still
I never felt I was born in God’s graces
There will be no one
That will keep me still
I never felt I was born in God’s graces