Lyrics
you're obsesssed and distressed, cause you can't make any sense of the ludicrous nonsense, and incipient senescence, that will deem your common sense useless, this aint no recess!, i want to believe in you, but my plan keeps falling through, i know i have to face the harshnes, grin and bear the truth, and i have to walk this mile in my own shoes, i'm materialist, a full-blown realist, and i guess i'm full of doubt, so i'm prone to hear you out and refuse, i'm materialist, there ain't no fear in this, it's for all to see, so don't talk of hidden mysteries with me. mind over matter, it really don't matter, if the street's idle chatter turns your heart strings to tatters, flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend, a life that is shattered into shards, was it in the cards?, the process of belief is an elixir when you're weak, i must confess, at times i indulge it on the sneak, but generally my outlook's not so bleak, i'm materialist, call me a humanist, and i guess i'm full of doubt, but i'll gladly have it out with you, i'm materialist, i ain't no deist, it's there for all to see, so don't of hidden mysteries with me, like rome under nero, our future's one big zero, recycling the past to meet the immediate needs, and through it all we ramble forth with perservere and climb, our mountains of regret to sow our seeds, i'm materialist, i'm materiliast, i'm materialist, i'm materialist
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Artist: bad religion