Bad Religion Lyrics
Bad Religion Lyrics
"Entropy Lyrics"
Bleed You Lyrics
[Music: Smail/Weston] [Lyrics: Balich] Sometimes I wanna cut myself So you'll flow out of my veins
random blobs of power expressed as that which we all disregard,
ordered states of nature on a scale that no one thinks about,
don't speak to me of anarchy or peace or calm revolt,
man, we're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by
extinction, degradation;
the natural outcomes of our ordered lives,
power, motivation; temporary fixtures for which we strive,
something in our synapses assures us we're ok
but in our disquilibrium we simply can not stay,You Have Placed A Chill In My Heart Lyrics
Take me to the desert Where there's got to be A whole heap of nothing For you and me Take me to the de
it's entropy......[Music: Smail/Weston] [Lyrics: Balich] Sometimes I wanna cut myself So you'll flow out of my veins
random blobs of power expressed as that which we all disregard,
ordered states of nature on a scale that no one thinks about,
don't speak to me of anarchy or peace or calm revolt,
man, we're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by
Love Under Fire Lyrics
She got the heart She got the heart of the working man It's not hard to understand She got the love boltzmann,
it's entropy, it's not a human issue,
entropy, it's a matter of course,
entropy, energy at all levels,
entropy, from it you can not divorce
and your pathetic moans of suffrage tend to lose all significance,Reasons Of Being Lyrics
Fucked for life Consequencial events Father just abused me Mother you never loved me! I abhore th
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She got the heart She got the heart of the working man It's not hard to understand She got the love
it's entropy, it's not a human issue,
entropy, it's a matter of course,
entropy, energy at all levels,
entropy, from it you can not divorce
and your pathetic moans of suffrage tend to lose all significance,
Fucked for life Consequencial events Father just abused me Mother you never loved me! I abhore th
extinction, degradation;
the natural outcomes of our ordered lives,
power, motivation; temporary fixtures for which we strive,
something in our synapses assures us we're ok
but in our disquilibrium we simply can not stay,
Take me to the desert Where there's got to be A whole heap of nothing For you and me Take me to the de
a stolid proposition from a man unkempt as I,
my affectatious nature I can not rectify,
but we are out of equilibrium unnaturally,
a pang of consciousness of death
and then you will agree