Bad Religion - Individual Lyrics

(Greg Graffin) Individuals run for cover, for the multitudes of thoughtless clones have reached a critical mass Individuals hide in fear, under cover, sheltered by a wafer thin veil of intelligence Individuals nowhere to be seen Urbana is oozing like a bloated carcass with maggots cooking in the desert heat Oozing, with progeny writhing and desperate for input from someone more determined Congregating in invisible circles Half apart and half a part All too aware of the insignificance Pushing on with soul and heart Individuals don't pary for forgiveness, when pinned up against the wall under seige of persecution Individuals command exception, and accept dichotomy Maybe you can't choose anymore Procreation without gain or purpose Languid wils and torpid minds Capulted ever faster by the arrow of time