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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bad Religion
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Greg Graffin
Composer
Brett Gurewitz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Graffin
Producer
Brett Gurewitz
Producer
Joe Barresi
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
This song goes out
To all the hopeless sinners
With grave allegiances
So meaningless and vain
The walking wounded
In a pageant of contenders
Who balance on a rail of pain
For just a pail of rain
And everything is barely mist
Blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Add it up, extract a lesson (oh-oh, oh-oh)
More than this, once again
Like a bullet, as a friend
Tell me, can that be all there is?
In my rectory of doubt
I kneel to pray like one devout
As time the great, gray dreamless sleep
Of a useless modern God
Erodes away each storied day
As wretched Adams with hell to pay
Contend upon a rail of pain
For just a little rain
And everything is dearly missed
Blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Add it up, extract a lesson (oh-oh, oh-oh)
More than this, once again
Like a bullet, as a friend
Tell me, can that be all there is?
There's an endless disposition
And it doesn't mean a goddamn thing
There's space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane
And if pigs could fly then surely so could I
But this pedestrian knows better than to even try
And my divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly
And everything is dearly missed
Blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Add it up, extract a lesson (oh-oh, oh-oh)
More than this, once again
Like a bullet, as a friend
Tell me, can that be all there is?
All there is
Writer(s): Brett W. Gurewitz, Greg Graffin
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