Album by Bad Religion
Number of Lyrics in Album : 5
By Bad Religion, i refuse to abuse what is kind to the muse, but
By Bad Religion, See my body, it's nothing to get hung about. I'm nobody
By Bad Religion, i'm tired of this city, all this toil and strife. trying
By Bad Religion, when everybody dies around you, from someone else's gun, it really
By Bad Religion, run, but don't be scared to look behind. stop, don't wait