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
Übersetzung: Bad Religion. Morgen.
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
I really come this far Just to discover how unlucky you are Did I really travel this distance Just to discover the dark that you keep A bad day, a bad religion
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
) 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'
refuge and your vulture grip, it grabs ahold when i start to slip this canyon claims lives like a lost religion another last chance to make a bad decision
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
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
speed it may be too late tomorrow so buy it now and you will never have sorrow the ultra-time has come but it is more like a bad dream when history's
