Individual Lyrics by Bad Religion

Individuals run for cover,
For the multitudes of thoughtless clones have reached a critical mass,
Individuals hide in fear, under cover,
Sheltered by the 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
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