Texty:
Bad Religion Back To The Known

{Nice going Spazz} I'm tired of this city All this toil and strife Tryin' to cross the boulevard Playin' frogger with my life Frogger with my life Frogger

, I'm not half the girl I used to be There's a shadow hangin' over me Oh, yesterday came suddenly Why he had to go, I don't know He wouldn't say, I said

: I'm tired of this city, all this toil and strife. Trying to cross the boulevard, playing Frogger with my life. Frogger with my life. I'm tired of this

as we cry and our brothers pass us by to be strong through the ages of our tears along the way Now we grow as we show that the morals we must know can

try as we cry and our brothers pass us by to be strong through the ages of our tears along the way Now we grow as we show that the morals we must know

When everybody dies around you From someone else's gun It makes you really stop and think About the years to come Something good has gotta happen To

bad religion, too good to take. Indecision, it's not too late. Bad religion, too good to take. Indecision, it's not too late. Bad religion, bad religion, bad

branded Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon And at the airport they check all through my bag And tell me that it's random, but we stay winnin' This week has been a bad

no choppers in New Orleans My rims so clean they spinnin like a world-wind Pull up at the club bitches textin they girlfriends They know who i is they know