so, leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow aim for places we've not been, trample paths that go between, yesterdays foundations and tomorrow
towards the great unknown Asking how it pertains to tomorrow Aim for places we've not been Trample paths that go between Yesterday's foundations and tomorrow
, leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow aim for places we've not been, trample paths that go between, yesterdays foundations and tomorrow
Tradução: Bad Religion. Mañana.
Accept eccentric faith To need religion To sit high among the elect On march the saints... There's no such thing as a good time for bad luck As minutes
other. And groupies, on their way to war, get to write the next film score. But the rock and roll star knows his glory is really nothing. Men of religion
up with perfume, and mad boom And there's video taping bloomin ass's on the zoomin lens Rollin on you nondescript niggaz You're marked for death like Colombians with bad
) Good morning sunshine (Yo) Good morning sunshine sunshine Good morning Sunshine-shine I ain't the cat y'all saw yesterday I mean by tomorrow I won'
Out of torment there's no tomorrow A sacred heart, an unholy lie The place where demons and angels will die I'm left out alone, there's no tomorrow
game The wise self flourish inherit, Halls of Fame Crime visions in my blood got me, locked in prison While we die hard living people whine about religion
poverty of his language and the wealth of his emotion Bring him endless murky musings and unexpected frustration Angst and madness weave the fabric of his life. Tomorrow
Bad Religion - The Unknown Every day we profit so, Leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow. And for places we've not
together in our borderless state Survival our instinct, nature our fate Today I see borders and my friends disappear Man chooses my fate thus I live in fear Tomorrow
like, "I'm clueless, why?" The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow And so tomorrow
Except eccentric faith, to need religion to sit high Among the elect on march the saints There's no such thing as a good time for bad luck As minutes
