Individual
Bad Religion
Individuals run for cover
For the multitudes of thoughtless clones
Have reached a critical mass
Have reached a critical mass
Individuals hide in fear
Under cover, sheltered by the wafer
Thin veil of intelligence
Thin veil of intelligence
Individuals, nowhere to be seen
Ooh-ooh
Urbana is oozing
Like a bloated carcass with maggots
Cooking in the desert heat
Cooking in the desert heat
Oozing, with progeny writhing
And desperate for input from
Someone more determined
Someone more determined
Congregating in invisible circles
Half apart and half apart
All too aware of the insignificance
Pushing on with soul and heart
Individuals don't pray for forgiveness
When pinned up against the wall
Under siege of persecution
Under siege of persecution
Individuals command exception
And accept dichotomy
Maybe you can't choose anymore
Maybe you can't choose anymore
Procreation without gain or purpose
Languid wills and torped minds
Catapulted ever faster
By the arrow of time
You take yours and I'll keep mine
Individual