Bad Religion - Individual

Individuals run for cover
For the multitudes of thoughtless clones
Have reached a critical mass
Have reached a critical mass

Individuals hide in fear
Under cover, sheltered by the wafer
Thin veil of intelligence
Thin veil of intelligence

Individuals, nowhere to be seen
Ooh-ooh

Urbana is oozing
Like a bloated carcass with maggots
Cooking in the desert heat
Cooking in the desert heat

Oozing, with progeny writhing
And desperate for input from
Someone more determined
Someone more determined

Congregating in invisible circles
Half apart and half apart
All too aware of the insignificance
Pushing on with soul and heart

Individuals don't pray for forgiveness
When pinned up against the wall
Under siege of persecution
Under siege of persecution

Individuals command exception
And accept dichotomy
Maybe you can't choose anymore
Maybe you can't choose anymore

Procreation without gain or purpose
Languid wills and torped minds
Catapulted ever faster
By the arrow of time
You take yours and I'll keep mine

Individual