(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
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