Lyrics

going through a world of sad debris, regard quixoitic reveries of ownership: the blossoming disease of man called tenure and accretion, the ancient western treadmill of deception and derision. but i want something more. racing through a life of tragic wastage, i experience the loss of trust and innocence. the billowing cyclone of time has blown away our reasons, as we trudge like blind men forward trying to avoid collision. but i want something. more.

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Artist: bad religion