hey, everybody's looking but they never can see, all the angst, corruption and the dishonesty, think about the times and places you've never known, you
known today, As we blow ourselves away Tell me is there anything so sure? Rapacity, tenacity, capacity, for more! Like a dog that feeds until he suffers
see, there's a girl who's afraid of the world so she stays at home, next there's a boy who seems so lost in his joy he's all alone, the camera's on them
life is the sieve through which my anarchy strain resolving itself into works, chaos is the score upon reality is written, the timeless, swirling gyroscopic
it's superficial progress, they call it liberation with opiates of silicon big brother schemes to rule the nation, we're one nation under god, we stand
we're widespread and well fed the earth's rotating fate is in our head, we're dominant and prominent and all our deities omnipotent, and immortality
so here we are again to experience the bitter, scalding end, we're the only ones who can perceive it, but others sing of beauty and the story that has
lives are just like ours? an unturned stone, an undiscovered door leading too, the gift of hope renewed, eternity for you, the masses of humanity have always had to suffer
so you waste another day getting older and gray in your head, and you're hearing lots of stories 'bout the happy times you have ahead, there are other
I've seen a lot of things in 5 years, I struggle just to hold back the tears, but every fuckin' where I go I see the pathos that I know, will spell the
hey, sit down and listen and they'll tell you when you're wrong, eradicate but vindicate as "progress" creeps along, puritan work ethic maintains its
the love? In a careless creation When there's no a??abovea?? There's no justice Just a cause and no cure And a bounty of suffering It seems we
mentality only entertainemnt tightly constrained the buzz that remains is the story of how we run our lives many our the people poor and suffering from
I am a huge fan of Bad Religion I even bought a brown Fender Precision (like the one Jay plays) Signing to Atlantic was a really bad decision Now they
figurine Impossible to hide the secret from the world dirty blood Death's blood on head nationless annihilation and the Christman's religion? Suffer now
/ you can't receive what I can feel"// Why do you want to make me suffer?/ Why do you want to make me cry?/ I have done nothing bad to you,/ and you,
The fool's religion Unprophet's truth Live self destruction Bad luck's your noose The fool's religion Unprophet's truth Live self destruction Bad luck